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Things Bruce Wayne does at Justice League meetings that 100% confirm the fact that he is a Dad.
Makes attempts at referencing pop culture to try and relate to the younger members. The most memorable instance is when he told Flash to βkeep running up that hill.β (Dick laughs for an hour when Wally tells him about it.)
Does the iconic groan/grunt whenever he sits down in his chair. Itβs hilarious, but no one is dumb enough to laugh at the Batman.
Ensures that the background music exclusively plays Matchbox 20 and Nirvana. Diana is the only one who enjoys this.
Actively complain about how everyone is βruining his floorβ whenever they push back their chairs.
On that note, he also complains about crumbs getting everywhere whenever someone is snacking.
Will (covertly) ask Clark for grilling tips during breaks. Oliver overhears this once and has to go lay down out of shock, because Batman? Grilling?
Declines requests for new equipment/tools/etc. because they βhave that at the Watchtower.β This inevitably leads to complaining from the entire JL.
Always, without fail, will ask Hal if heβs changed the oil in the spacecraft recently. Hal doesnβt know whether to be offended or not.
Randomly interrogates members on if theyβve messed with the Hall of Justiceβs thermostat. They have not, in fact, touched the thermostat.
Someone needs to stop me because I literally cannot get the image of Bruce being the Typical Dad (tm) of the Justice League.
Bruce: Oh hello
Talia: *sitting on his bed in a robe playing with her hair* hello beloved
Bruce: *looks up to see Constantine and Ghost maker playing rock paper scissors* what are they doing
Talia: Oh we are playing to see who gets to rail you first, Iβm going last
Bruce: ah ok
Clark: *pops his head up from the side of the bed* Selina isnβt invited this time because she made fun of Constantine, so he placed a spell that makes it so she banished from your room
Selina: *banging on the window* THIS Is BULLSHIT!
Constantine: Haha take that! Try again later mate
Ghost: Fuck you I got here first so I should rail him
Hal: Iβm just glad Iβm invited
Bruce: so when are we doing this
Talia: no clue
Talia, begins to talk with Bruce as the others argue and Clark texts his ma that he wonβt be home for dinner.
Bruce: ok wake me up when everyoneβs decided
Selina: HAHA SURPRISE BITCHES!
Constantine: HOW DID U GET IN HERE
Selina: idk ask your ex girlfriend
Constantine: ah bollocks
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CW: alcohol use (reader is very drunk), protective Hal, emotional vulnerability, fluff and gentle pining.
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The bar was loud, smoky, and exactly the kind of place Hal Jordan usually loved.
Tonight, though, he wasnβt in the mood for the usual chaos. Heβd just come off a long mission with the Corps, the kind that left even a cocky test pilot feeling a little too human. He wanted a drink, some quiet, and maybe a pretty face to flirt with to forget the stars for a while.
Then he saw you.
You were at the end of the bar, slumped over a half-empty glass, cheeks flushed, eyes glassy. Your dress was cute but rumpled, like youβd been there too long. Someone tried to lean in too close, and you waved them off with a tired laugh that didnβt reach your eyes.
Halβs protective instincts flared instantly. He didnβt know you. Didnβt owe you anything. But something about the way you looked β small, overwhelmed, trying to hold it together β hit him like a yellow beam to the chest.
He slid onto the stool beside you before he could think better of it.
βHey,β he said, voice easy but firm enough to cut through the noise. βYou okay over here?β
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"What is the meaning of this " Batman grunted from his seat
Hal huffed at Batman's tone and flipped one of the rocks- Purple, reflective and every side looked like a brand new ocean wave, a never ending tide-
"what, didn't you want to take a sample to study from Za'hrat ? Here's your sample" Hal imagines Batman's eyes must be narrowed behind the white lenses
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Three months ago Hal Jordan found himself stumbling into a red sun planet called Za'hrat with Batman, courtesy of a mission that needed the justice league's detective and a Green Lantern.
When they landed Bruce stood with his boots in the sand , he stared straight ahead at the endless blue clouds drizzling softly , he was curious of what the rain's color would be so he lifted a hand , he was pleasantly surprised to find the drops painting his glove an opaque light blue reminiscent of the hue their own sky held , he had never seen water this color.
His obvious wonder and repressed fascination with the discovery made Hal smirk, he knew Batman would appreciate Za'hrat's beauty.
It's one of Hal's favorite planets to stop by. the orange skies behind pale blue clouds made for a beautiful picture , when flowers as Dark as the night sky bloomed in their season
the soft petals always reminded Hal of a one dark knight's cape
He just wished Bruce could've seen it.
"Hal, focus." All the thoughts of softness left his mind and pulled into sudden clarity when Batman presented him with a Rock, a very fuzzy rock. " scan This with your ring," huh? Hal's confused expression met Batman's blank, cowled face , he shrugged and moved to scan the Rock , only then did he notice Batman using his cape as a makeshift bag, storing multiple types of shiny star filled Rocks and solid spheres. holding it close to his chest protectively
His chest expanded in fondness at the sight , he couldn't pretend to say no " Sure."
Hal very much didn't know that the very safe rocks on Za'hrat are spiritual and connected to their home planet, the people of Za'hrat were kind in their rejection and refusal to allow Batman to carry seven samples back to earth. Even the suggestion of one sample was met with a firm no. It was strange to Hal
The Zu'hoor always allowed Him to take souvenirs out of the planet itself.
His chest puffed with pride at besting Batman this time
Hal turned to Bruce with his words on the tip of his tongue, the slight sag in Bruce's shoulders made him hesitate and the joke he was about to say a far away thought now, Bruce looked fine. He looks like he always did , but Hal can't bring himself to joke about it this time
The ride back to the watchtower was silent
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"do you want it or not?" Hal put down the purple Rock for a Teal colored one, with the pattern not unlike Mint running like veins across the middle , rubbing his thumb roughly on its surface, the hints of uncertainty in his voice well hidden "just so you know I worked my butt off to get these," for you.
As if Batman read his thoughts, his earlier gruffness disappeared and For a second Hal almost believed that Batman blushed under the cowl. he grunted, and then reached for the black colored one, with sharp edges and tiny stars scattered around all over it like a version of the Galaxy, pressed by ground to mimic what's beyond the skies. this too, reminded him of Bruce
Bruce sighed and pushed the cowl back to reveal his face, more beautiful than any sight Hal's eyes fell on- tinted with the faintest pink high on his cheekbones he smiled at him and Hal felt his own cheeks heat up.
Bruce's mouth curved into a soft smile, finally looking up from the dark pebble in his hand "Hal," his eyes met Hal's , the lantern's breath hitched "Thank you."
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