✰ even gods get jealous ✰
✮⋆˙ pairing; superman y batman
summary; superman starts to realize hes not untouchable when batman begins to pay more attention to the new justice league instead of him...
warnings; angsty, self realization & steamy ;P
req by @cannnibalbf (˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)
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⤷ clark kent did not realize his days of peace and harmony would soon come to an abrupt halt, nor was he expecting an identity crisis to arise from the chaos that stemmed from the human emotion known as jealousy.
superman was known to be, well, super. hes the pinnacle of a perfect man, weakness was no where to be seen when perceiving him, yet here he is with an unfamiliar sickening feeling weighing on his chest.
it all started when the new justice league was formed, batman had personally contacted each superhero and thus the league was born. at first glance this was a historically monumental moment for earth and completely changed humanities standard for protection, knowing the best heros were on call to come to the rescue at any moment built tremendous amounts of trust between citizens and their protectors.
being the 'big blue boy scout', clark was beyond ecstatic to have a team that was dedicated to protect the people of earth just as he was, (and totally not because batman was the one who asked him to join) never could he have imagined that it would cause such a catastrophic realization within himself
that not only can he feel such negative emotions, but that they have the capability to make him ugly. not physically of course, that's impossible, but rather sour and unenjoyable to be around. he was no longer the sweet man of steel, but a bitter and snarky man.
this change did not happen overnight, but over the course of a few weeks.
it started small, when batman began to start the formulation of the league, researching all of the heroes he has access to/about. superman was there throughout the whole process, but couldn't figure out what the small pain that he was feeling in his heart was, or what the cause of it was, so he simply ignored it.
the pain grew a bit more as the days flew by and the two spoke even less and less. of course the duo have had their spats and long periods of time without communication, but for some reason this time felt, different.
it must've been because his partner was doing all the work when he couldve been helping. sitting by and watching someone grow distant when you could actively be assisting is a normal situation to be bothered by, right?
its not like he'd know of course, hes perfect. hes never had to experience any sort of negative uncomfortable emotion before, but hes heard stories from his friends about rough patches with their partners and applied them to his situation at hand. too bad they never followed up with how they fixed the situation or dealt with the emotions swirling in their heads.
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ཐིᗢཋྀ bruce was beyond oblivious to clarks inner turmoil, too busy running the numbers and creating backup plans for the backup plans.
locked up in his cave for hours on end, bruce had no time to worry about or even acknowledge the perfect man of steel, or at least that's what it appeared to be on the surface.
sighing to himself, bruce takes a moment to observe the work hes done over the course of a few weeks, trying to fill in holes of information he's missed or overlooked for each hero.
his eyes linger on superman's profile a bit too long.
always shaking his head, telling himself the affection he feels towards the man is caused by the constant time they spend together working on assignments or plans, or simply holding casual conversations, and don't forget the frequent late night dinners they have together. (which is totally casual and normal between coworkers of course!)
batman simply didn't have time to worry about such mortal dilemmas such as his feelings or relationship with others, he's too preoccupied with serious (other) worldly issues that need to be solved.
thankfully, the formation of the new justice league is slowly coming to a head and he'll be able to go back to his usual routine without the demanding workload, and with his man of steel.
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⤷ clark is not gods strongest solider, and was finally reaching his breaking point with the whole situation. nothing has been going his way for the past few weeks, batman ignoring him, all the new changed and meeting with the justice league,
god how could he have ever thought this was a good idea?
clark has half the mind to go up to the bat cave and demand to be given the attention he's entitled to from all the time they've previously spent together working and talking and-
wait. that's the perfect idea.
while in his deranged, attention starved state of mind, clark makes the uneducated decision to fly himself to the bat cave and have a conversation with batman about the situation and his feedback.
only to be met with an empty cave, now clark is no genius (yes he is), but he knew Batman's schedule like the back of his hand (not in a creepy way of course...) and he should've been here at this time of day.
but it was as if a puzzle piece finally clicked inside of supermans head, and instead of screaming, crying, freaking out or having any sort of reaction, he decided to sit in batmans chair and wait.
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ཐིᗢཋྀ for being a genuis, batman seemed to forget to mention the mandatory justice league meeting to superman, and he realized it much too late.
really it was a good thing, the meeting dragged on much longer than it should have and superman wouldve been bored out of his mind, and not to mention bruce was beyond exhausted and ready to leave the league in the hands of the other heroes.
by the end of the meeting bruce was barely holding his tiredness and patience together, swiftly ending the meeting and making his way to the cave, he couldn't stop him thoughts from wondering back to his behind the scenes partner.
he didnt realize its been nearly 4 weeks since they've last had a moment to themselves, peacefully just enjoying each others presence, his mind has been overtaken with the planning of the league and he didn't make any time for his, well his friend.
walking into the cave, bruce can't place why referring to superman as a friend bothers him so much, he doesn't notice the figure sitting vigilantly watching him like a hawk in his seat.
it wasn't until he was already halfway through the cave that he realized he wasn't alone. without hesitation he reaches towards his belt to grab a weapon, formulating 15 different realistic scenarios on who this could possibly be and why they haven't attacked him yet, the chair begins to turn.
tensing his whole body, batman stands as still as a statue waiting for the intruder to reveal themselves, only to immediately relax at the sight of the man of steel, his friend. friend, there that word goes again.
before he can spiral about that again, he notices supermans indifferent, almost cold expression.
bruce breaks the silence, "what are you doing here?" his curiosity getting the better of him.
he was met with the response of "where have you been for the past 3 hours?", the monotone delivery rubbing bruce a wrong way, since when did he care about the way superman spoke to him?
"I was at the final justice league meeting." for whatever reason he didn't want superman to get the wrong idea that he was out doing something he was supposed to be doing, but it seems he said something wrong, because as soon as that sentence left his mouth, superman tensed up, and maybe bruce was overanalyzing but it almost looks as if his eyes grew even colder.
but before bruce could finish observing, superman disappears at the speed of light, only to appear right infant of bruce.
"you were where?", at this point the anger was dripping off of supermans words, there was no possible way to ignore it.
involuntarily shuddering at his tone, bruce pushes past him and makes his was to his desk before responding with "the justice league meeting. the final one. I was under the impression you knew about it?"
attempting to distract himself from (what appears to be) supermans tantrum, bruce begins to log into his computer, though is abruptly disturbed by the sounds of slow footsteps.
though his body doesn't dramatically react, his heart begins to speed up.
now its important to note that clark doesn't walk places, he can move at the speed of light, why waste time when he has the ability to get places immediately?.
returning back to the scene at hand, bruce realizes hes never heard supermans footsteps before, and that realization alone is enough to make him pause, albeit only for a moment before regaining his composure.
"so you were out at a justice league meeting, that I wasn't informed about?" supermans voice echoed throughout the cave filled with what could be taken as disbelief.
"I sent everyone the information, I thought you received it. What more do you want me to say?" bruce snaps. getting fed up with the back and forth of such a nonissue, the meeting already happened and theres nothing more to be done about it. why the hell is the man of steel so bothered by this anyways?
it wasn't until he felt a puff of air on his neck that batman finally snapped back into reality , before he could even react, the words
"so you chose the justice league over me, again?" were basically whispered into his ear.
snapping around batman sputters ?! "what? what do you mean ' chose over you'? is that what you think I've been doing?" finally making eye contact with the man of steel, he realizes just how close they are, their breaths are mingling, every inhale causes their chests to bump against each other.
batman doesn't even have a chance to react to this new position before superman is already reacting, gripping the desk with a concerning amount of strength "don't try to sit here and play it off. you've been ignoring me for the past few weeks, doing nothing but obsessing over the justice league and its heroes. do you know how crazy I've been going?"
his hands shifting from the desk to Batman's belt.
"I've been miserable ever since you started this project."
and finally making their way to his chin, gripping it firmly.
"has it not affected you the same?" his tone getting darker and desperate, his face getting impossibly closer.
bruce was a loss for words, he wasn't aware that superman was even capable of getting upset, or that he could confidently corner him like this.
being held in place unable to move, bruce had no choice but to whisper out "I don't know what you're talking about." but he should've known better than to try to lie to a superhuman who can feel the rise in his heartbeat, who can feel the heat radiating from his body.
leaning his head into batman's neck, he states "you can lie to everyone, but not yourself." as he pushes him further onto the desk.
both men pause, staring into each others eyes.
lips practically touching, chests and hips pressed together, leaving no room to move away.
clarks self restraint snaps first, closing the space between their lips. his free hand moving to bruce's hip, guiding him to sit on the desk as the kiss deepens.
feeling batmans blood rush faster , superman only pushes further. pulling on his face, pressing his body up on the other as he explores his mouth.
clark has never been more thankful for super hearing than for this moment alone, hearing every little noise bruce makes, feeling every twitch and relaxation from his muscles.
without realizing it, bruce starts to push back, growing more and more needy for the physical contact from the super human infront of him.
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they separate, a string of saliva being the only thing connecting them. the room is uncomfortably hot and each party involved has officially lost their self control,
what comes next occurs in a blur of motions, clothes flying across the cave with no care of their designation.
an; guys... don't scream... im so sorry for the quick ending LOL, I started getting nervous </3. I've never written smut before but depending how people react I might make a pt 2 continuation of this one ;P, as always I hope u guys enjoyed!!! kisses
