stiles damn near rips off his own lips trying to keep in the words fighting to escape him. that works for all of six seconds before he whisper-shouts at the poor guy, "you're -- you're ... are you THE FREAKING BATMAN ?! "
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stiles damn near rips off his own lips trying to keep in the words fighting to escape him. that works for all of six seconds before he whisper-shouts at the poor guy, "you're -- you're ... are you THE FREAKING BATMAN ?! "
starter for: @darkcourted

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HE SAYS NOTHING, ONLY elbowing Oliver harshly. Batman is real and he’s standing right there. Finally, the speedster clears his throat. “Hey! I mean, UHH --- welcome to Central City?”
@darkcourted liked for a starter ( tj and bruce )
𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙀𝙡𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙃𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙤𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙮𝙨 "𝙬𝙚'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙤 𝙫𝙞𝙨𝙞𝙩 𝙂𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙢 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙖 𝙛𝙚𝙬 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨," 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙙𝙤𝙪𝙗𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣𝙫𝙤𝙡𝙫𝙚𝙙. With a campaign in sight, it seems that the former First Lady is stopping at nothing to secure herself as much positive funding as she can. Having Wayne Enterprises backing her seems like overkill, but what does TJ know about that? ( Nothing. And he’d like to keep it that way. )
While Doug and Elaine smooze their way to the board of directors, it seems that Bud has found his way to the CFO and others. Which means TJ is left on his own -- a dangerous thing in itself. As boring as this party is, the one Charlotte is blowing up his phone over seems a better option. No one’s looking -- and the escape exit is that way.
Thinking he’s made it out of there unannounced, TJ lets out a sigh of relief when the door closes behind him -- only to come face to face with the mysterious party host himself.
Oh shit. Bruce Wayne is hotter in person.
“ You have a lovely...Tower. ” He chuckles at his own joke, swinging back the last of the champagne in the flute in his hand. “ I -- TJ Hammond. ” He offers a hand, though it feels like an excuse to get closer. “ It’s stuffy in there, isn’t it? ”