#dappershipping

"So... you're me, huh? I'd thought I'd be a bit more... secretive about my alter ego." Tony raised his eyebrow at the man sitting on his couch, looking at him in that same condescending manner that he gave to everyone. In all honesty, it's not very intimidating at all and it gave him the urge to just punch the man in the face.

"I'd thought I wouldn't be such a childish bastard. Does Rio know you're using her hairties to keep your hair up." The other man scowled. Tony Shark didn't really want to hit him because, well, it was his own face. Although the other man refused to take off his cowl, Tony Shark could recognise the purple locks- so similar to his own- that peeked out and the familiar, rather attractive jaw of his. Somehow he was talking to another version of himself. "Would you like a scotch, Reginald?"

"Fuck off Tony." The older, more playful of the two superheroes loved pressing that name on the other and how Batshark got so frustrated over the name. He snickered and slid the other man a drink, downing his own glass relatively quickly.

"Relax a bit, Reggie. What's going to happen while you're relaxing? Your butler Kaito isn't going to watch the house if you slack off?"