Another SuperBat story! This one much shorter, and a bit more lighthearted, I hope. Keep it in mind when I get around to the enormous Batman whump!fic of doom which I think is an obligatory rite of passage in the fandom. For what does Batman exist, if not to get the everliving snot get beaten out of him? I don't know why you would have a vulnerable superhero if you WEREN'T planning on getting some awesome hurt/comfort out of it. But anyway, no whumping here. . . much.
Title: Sh*t My Dad Says
Pairing: Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent (with some Dick/Babs thrown in)
Summary:Dick Grayson has a problem with his feelings — mainly, he has them. So if you need help repressing, and if you were raised by Bruce Wayne, where else would you go for advice?
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amanuensis1 for beta-duty!
Bruce was still staring at him. Bruce blinked: once, twice. "You think," he said, and stopped. He wasn't sure if he had ever heard Bruce pause in the middle of a sentence before. "Let me see if I understand. You want me to help you stop feeling," he said.
Title: Sh*t My Dad Says
Pairing: Bruce Wayne/Clark Kent (with some Dick/Babs thrown in)
Summary:Dick Grayson has a problem with his feelings — mainly, he has them. So if you need help repressing, and if you were raised by Bruce Wayne, where else would you go for advice?
Many thanks to
amanuensis1 for beta-duty!Bruce was still staring at him. Bruce blinked: once, twice. "You think," he said, and stopped. He wasn't sure if he had ever heard Bruce pause in the middle of a sentence before. "Let me see if I understand. You want me to help you stop feeling," he said.