Rating: (this chapter): PG-13
General Summary: The World’s Finest fit together…in everything.
Summary: Bruce and Clark reflect on waiting for Dick.
Date Of Completion: December 5, 2007
Date Of Posting: December 22, 2007
Disclaimer: I don’t own 'em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 482
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: silvertales requested "How about schmoopy Clark/Bruce watching/waiting/lusting to introduce Dick to the wonders of smex, and both of them torturing him with pleasure. :) A Bruce-Dick-Clark sandwich. :)" from my DCU GSB Fic Request Meme. All chapters can be found here.
Sorry this took so long, Silver, but for some reason, my Muses were quite stubborn about this! But here it is. I hope it was worth the wait! :)
DASH AND GRACE AND STYLE
Bruce’s eyes fluttered open, meeting Clark’s eyes over Dick’s head.
Clark petted Dick’s hair. “He’s just as beautiful as we thought he’d be.”
Bruce nodded, Dick’s warm body warming his. Tenderness surged up in him.
“He’s perfect,” Clark said in awe, lightly kissing Dick’s shoulder.
“Two years is a long time, isn’t it?” Bruce said in amusement.
Clark looked at Bruce. “I’m jealous! You got to spend time with him every day.”
“Try being driven crazy every day by looking and not being able to touch.”
Clark chuckled, Dick stirring, but then drifted off again. Bruce touched his hair.
Watching Dick grow into a beautiful young man had been exciting and frustrating…
& & & & & &
Bruce put a hand over his eyes and groaned. “He’s driving me crazy!”
Clark laughed from the couch. “Good thing he’s 18 in a week.” He sighed. “I’ve never seen anyone so graceful.”
“He could’ve been a dancer if he wanted.”
Interest lit Clark’s eyes. “You’re right. Dick would be a wonderful dancer.” He cocked his head. “I know it’s tough, Bruce. We’ve waited this long, what’s another week?”
“Are we reading this wrong? Interpreting things incorrectly? What if Dick doesn’t want…?”
“Bruce.” Clark’s smile was serene. “He does.”
& & & & & &
Clark smiled at Bruce. His lover was a thinker, a brooder…he was still a little worried about all this, but Clark knew in his heart it was all good.
He had seen the way Dick had looked at them when he thought no one was looking, how his heart and courage matched theirs. Dick had been their third partner for years, incredibly bright and beautiful and always there when they needed him.
Dick had never been like other boys even before coming to live with Bruce. Being a circus performer was not the norm, and neither was being Robin.
Why go the conventional route in love?
Neither he nor Bruce were the most ordinary types, either.
Their love was strong and special and made both of them happy, but there had been something missing. When they had realized what, or in this case, whom, they had been willing to wait.
Clark stroked Dick’s hip, knowing that this was right. He looked at Bruce, who smiled and covered his hand with his own.
& & & & & &
Bright, laughing child who flew through the wind…
The boy who loved to fly with Superman…
Robin at Batman’s side, in moments of danger and peace…
The teenager who grew more beautiful every day…
A flash of thigh…
The dancing of pixie boots over crumbling rooftops…
The toss of a yellow cape…
Dash and grace and style…
Always a dazzling, sunlit smile…
& & & & & &
He completes us.
Bruce looked at him and nodded, smiling as Dick began to awaken…