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Clark “cheats” on Bruce but not really. They’re at a gala and somebody for some reason kisses Clark and Bruce sees and either Clark shoves the person off so hard that it makes a scene or Bruce sees and he yanks them off so hard it makes a scene and punching threatens them. ( + the same prompt idea, but Bruce “cheats”)

Then they go back home have have the hanky panky 😏

Clark throws his head back with a laugh, a hand on his stomach as a chortle inappropriate for the demure gala he's covering works its way out of him. He brings his head back down, laughter tapering off into more polite giggles, when they are forcibly cut off by lips against his.

Time slows, the kiss registers as Not Bruce, whose hearbeat he can hear across the room, and Clark panics. Bruce didn't want to get together, he was afraid he wasn't good enough for Clark and he'd end up finding someone new he'd rather move on with, and now he's going to see Clark kissing someone else and think all his worst fears are true.

Clark shoves the body in front of him, too hard, too fast, too strong, and watches them go flying back through the air, heading right for the champagne tower, and Clark should speed over and stop them before they're hurt but he can still feel them on his lips and he doesn't want to touch them again.

And a firm grip takes the decision out of Clark's hands, as Bruce snatches them out of the air with their collar in hand, bringing their feet back to the floor, then sending the rest of them down to follow with a knockout blow to their jaw.

Clark blinks, and suddenly Bruce is right there, hands hovering over his cheeeks, saying something he can't quite catch over the rushing of blood in his ears.

"What?"

"Can I touch you?" Clark somehow manages a nod and Bruce wraps him up in a hug, holding him close, and releases a breath against his neck.

"My love I'm so sorry."

"Bruce, I didn't want— I didn't mean—"

Bruce pulls back and Clark clutches at him, not wanting him to leave, and is gently hushed. "I know you didn't mean to, I know you didn't want it. Are you okay?"

His thumb strokes over Clark's cheek, and Clark leans into the touch, calming down. "Yeah." Bruce's brow furrows, and Clark doesn't have to try too hard to find a smile for him. "I've got you. I'm fine."

Bruce's concern melts away slightly, and he slides his arms up and over Clark's shoulders, reeling him into a hug. He goes easily, moving his hands over the small of Bruce's back to pull him in close and remind himself this is who he wants. This is who gets to kiss him, no one else. He is Bruce's in his entirety, just as Bruce is his.

Bruce looks up at him, and gives him a gentle headbut, checking in. Clark can't help but crack a smile, and nudges him back, brushing their noses together. Bruce leans closer in response, and Clark captures his lips in a sweet kiss.

He wants to wipe the slate clean, wants to eradicate any memory of that not-Bruce kissing him, and cups Bruce's jaw, pulls him closer, and kisses him.

Bruce moans softly into his mouth but gives as good as he's got in return. Then he moves back slightly and Clark's very souk protests the idea, firming his grip on Bruce's hips to keep him close, when there's a sudden crash.

i really liked your veteran emery post and i’d really love to read more mowalsh fam and veteran emery especially with the dog and all that

i love your stuff tho and would read literally anything you wrote

okay okay okay (apologies to the seven anons who have asks before this I was in the land of nod, I’ll getcha)

note: this is just for fun! just because you/your dancer isn’t on this list doesn’t mean i think they aren’t deserving! i am rooting for all of these incredible dancers! i love coming back and seeing how close i am. and i am always excited to discover new dancers!!

POV // You and Jungkook had been dating on and off until you met someone else, who broke your heart, and who do you run to?

" I could treat you so much better. I've known you forever"

Fanfic inspired by: Figure You Out by Viola, all rights to the lyrics used go to Viola // this piece is fictional, all characters and scenarios are fake

Angst, fluff // TW; Cheating

You had just returned to your penthouse that Jin-Woo had rented out for you. As you walked through to your bedroom, your phone started ringing, with "JK" shown on the screen. "What do you want, Jungkook?" you asked harshly over the phone. "I heard he got you a penthouse on the westside. When will he learn that you're afraid of heights?" Jungkook replied. "I do not have the energy for this right now," you replied with a much harsher tone than before. In your heart, you hated being harsh to him; part of you still had love for him, but you are with Jin-Woo now, and Jungkook had hurt you too much. "Y/N, why do you act like I am not the right guy to figure you out?" Jungkook asked, but before he got an answer, you hung up on him.

"Who were you on the phone with?" you heard from behind you, immediately recognizing Jin-Woos' voice. "Oh, it was nobody," you responded sweetly, while going up to him and engulfing him in a hug. "How was work?" you asked Jin-Woo, trying to change the conversation. "It was good," he replied with a flat tone. The conversation between you two was cut short when he had to take a private phone call, and he said it was just his supervisor.

A week later, you were watching a movie, and you went to check the time on your phone. It said it was eight pm, Jin-Woo was supposed to be home over an hour ago. So, you tried to call him, ring once, ring twice. "Guess he's busy," you told yourself, until your phone dinged, a text from Jin-Woo, it said. "Sorry, he's busy right now, xoxo," the text said. You stared at your phone in disbelief until you finally responded. "Who the hell is this?" you responded to the text, but there was no response, so you tried calling again: ring three, ring four, nothing. Angry at him and who he could be with, you called the one person you knew you could rely on, Jungkook. He picked up the phone. "Y/N?" he said, confused as to why you were calling him. "Jungkook, I need you right now." That was all you had to say when you suddenly heard a knock at the door. You were sobbing as you opened the door. "What did he do to you?!" Jungkook asked, anger in his tone. "I'm pretty sure Jin-Woo is cheating on me right now," you responded between sobs. Jungkook pulled you into a hug and comforted you. He stayed with you until you fell asleep on the couch.

When you woke up, Jungkook was gone, as if he had never been there, and all of a sudden, you were not on the couch, but instead in your bed, Jin-Woo next to you. 'Had I imagined last night?' you thought to yourself. You looked at your phone and noticed you had a bunch of messages from Jungkook, but the one that stood out was a picture of him with a black eye. You then looked over at Jin-Woo, who was sleeping, and noticed he had a bruise on his cheek. 'Did they fight over me?' you thought to yourself.

A couple of months passed, and you had not heard much from Jungkook since. You had decided to make up with Jin-Woo, though your relationship was not getting any better. He would get you gifts to make up for cheating on you, but they were not things you enjoyed. He was also getting distant and blaming it on work. It wasn't until one night, you were in your living room, watching a movie. When suddenly Jin-Woo walked in, drunkenly, with another woman. Seeing this sight broke you but also filled you with rage. "What the hell, who is she?!" you had angrily yelled at him. "Y/N, can you please not shout? I don't feel good," he responded. "Oh, please don't be a big baby while you are actively cheating on me," you yelled with more anger. It was not until he completely ignored you and walked past with that girl in his arms that you let your emotions take over. You grabbed your keys, ran out, and drove off sobbing in your car.

You were driving blindly, not knowing where you were going, until you landed at a house you knew all too well. Hesitantly, you got out of your car and walked up. You knocked on the door. A few moments later, Jungkook answered: "Y/N? You okay?" he asked with worry in his voice, while offering for you to come inside. Jungkook was comforting you while you explained everything that happened over the past few months. "I could treat you so much better; I've known you forever," Jungkook told you. That was when you picked up your phone, messaged Jin-Woo, and told him you were done. Eventually, you fell asleep in Jungkook's arms on his couch.

The next morning, you woke up, not on the couch but in Jungkook's bed. Your eyes were puffy from crying; you looked at your phone and had a bunch of missed calls and texts from Jin-Woo, but you blocked him. The smell of food hit your nose as you walked out of Jungkook's bedroom. You saw that he was in the kitchen cooking breakfast. "Well, look who finally woke up," he said with a smile on his face. "Breakfast?" he offered. You accepted; that was when you decided to put the past behind you. "I made your favorite," Jungkook said as he set a plate in front of you. "You remembered?" you asked with a little bit of shock in your voice. "Of course, I have figured you out," Jungkook said.