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WHAT A WAY TO FIND OUT

Hal, actually so genuinely excited he's about to get down and dirty with THE Bruce Thomas Wayne, he can't fucking wait to brag to Barry about this, his mouth is so soft and warm and divine and — MOTHERFUCKER NOT THE WATCH BEEPING. Justice League more like Cuckstice League!!! Leave Hal alone, DAMN!!!

Meanwhile Bruce, who spotted this cocky little test pilot across the room, canNOT leave here today without knowing what he sounds like in the throes of ecstasy. His body is so firm and slim in all the right places, and — aww FUCK. Not right now, JL!!!! For once, he does NOT want an excuse to ditch this gala!!!

Both men pull back with equal sour expressions and glance at their watches, preparing to apologize and pardon themselves from this little tryst. Only for Bruce to recognize the subtle League designs on the band of Hal's wristwatch, and for Hal to spot the same exact thing.

They look at their watches. They look at each other. The cogs are turning. The tension is crazy-thick.

"I'm, uh. Gonna assume you know that I gotta rush to the closest inoperable phone booth," says Hal.

Bruce sighs. "I'm gonna assume you know that I'm going to follow suit immediately after."

"....cool. Cool cool coolcoolcoolcool...I'm on the League with Brucie fucking Wayne. Cool. Great. Cool... Um, please don't be Superman."

my friend showed me hearts of stone and daaaaaaamn

daaamn

Olgierd 🙏🛐