Can you retire today?

Tony who was mentally retarded by DISS (for Warner): Hey, look at my temper!

The short-legged Ke Jini couldn't help but explode, jumping on the short legs and wanted to fight the opponent for [-] rounds, but was held down by Steve in time.

Played a game with the alien army, watched a movie for more than two hours, ate a barbecue, and everyone was sleepy.

Fortunately, there are still some rooms in Stark Tower that were not destroyed by the war, so everyone decided to make do with one night here tonight.

But when the room was allocated, everyone encountered a little trouble.

There are 8 of them in total, but only 5 rooms are available.

Natasha, as a lady, of course wants a room for herself, and the next room allocation will be a little troublesome.

Everyone, you look at me and I look at you, and you are a little confused.

Bruce gently grabbed Clark's wrist and was the first to speak out. He said with a smile, "I can share a room with Clark."

And Clark glanced at him, agreed with Bruce without saying anything.

In the end, Tony and Banner have a room for science, Clinton and Steve have a room for soldiers, Clark and Bruce have a room for visitors from another world, and Prince Thor himself has a room.

Watching Bruce and Clark enter the room, Clinton glanced at Natasha who was doing nothing.

As agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., he and Natasha are old partners. Not to mention knowing her 100%, but there is always 70%.

Clinton was really surprised that she let two dangerous people enter a room that they couldn't monitor at all.

Natasha glanced at Clinton, then went to the room allotted to her.

She knew what Clinton was thinking, not that she didn't want to, but that she couldn't.She couldn't guarantee whether their actions would anger the other party, and once the other party was angered, who could stop the angry Superman?

If you say that they are all heroes in the comics, it would be ridiculous.It is impossible for her to pin the fate of the United States, mankind, or even the entire world on the comics, and the comics also have super-heroic black content.

I don't know if it was her illusion, she felt that this superman was a little dangerous.

After entering the room, Clark looked at the bed, lost in thought.

When he didn't know that Bruce was Batman, he took Bruce's tightness and unnaturalness when he had physical contact with him, as the other party was shy or not used to it.

But when he knew that Bruce was Batman, he realized that those tightness and unnaturalness represented vigilance and defense.

It doesn't matter that Clark, who has a Kryptonian physique, doesn't sleep at all, and with Bruce's vigilance, if he really sleeps next to him, I'm afraid the other party won't be able to sleep all night.

Clark looked at the sofa in the room and said with a smile, "Bruce, go to sleep, I'll watch over you."

With that said, he picked Bruce up from the wheelchair and walked towards the bed.

"Wait a minute." Bruce tugged at Clark's red cloak. He didn't expect the other party to hug him. Although he was injured, it was fine to walk a few steps.

Clark looked down at Bruce, who was in his arms, "What's wrong?"

Under the reflection of the light, Clark, who looked down at himself, seemed to be a god who looked down at all living beings, and his eyes were full of indifference.

Bruce had never been treated so coldly in Clark's eyes, which made him stunned.

"Bruce?" Looking at Bruce who hadn't answered for a long time, Clark asked.

Bruce blinked his eyes when he heard this, and put his hand on Clark's heart, feeling the strong heartbeat under his hand, Bruce felt very strange.

"Bruce?"

"Huh?" Bruce raised his head slightly and looked at Clark, who was a little bit wrong.

"You asked me to wait just now, is there something wrong?" Clark asked the question completely.

I don't know why, under Clark's gaze, Bruce has a feeling of being targeted by something dangerous, which is a feeling he has never felt with Clark before.

"I—" Bruce secretly looked around the room they were in, and he noticed that this room had a bathroom, "I want to take a shower."

"But..." Clark looked at him worriedly, "You are still injured."

"So would you mind helping me?" Whatever it is, the most important thing now is to divert Clark's attention.

"Huh? Oh—"

Clark blushed a little, he couldn't help but think of the movie...

"Clark?" Bruce called out to him.

"Oh, I mean, good."

After speaking, he put Bruce on the wheelchair, and then went to the bathroom to have a look.

He found that the rooms in the Stark Tower were comparable to those in five-star hotels. The bathrooms were fully equipped and there was a relatively large bathtub.

So Clark began to help Bruce put water in the bathtub and adjust the water temperature by the way.

While Clark was busy in the bathroom, Bruce reluctantly bent down and took out the universal belt that was placed in the grid under the wheelchair. There are many grids on this wheelchair, which were specially made by Tony to let Bruce put his miscellaneous props .

No matter which world he is in, Tony is actually a very caring and considerate person.

He found a lead box from the universal belt, and put it in the wheelchair compartment that he could easily access,

After he put it away and tidied up some wrinkles on his clothes due to the action just now, Clark also put the water in and came out of the bathroom.

Clark walked over to the wheelchair and pushed Bruce, who was in the wheelchair, to the bathroom.

The water was also put away, and people came, Clark looked at Bruce, "I need my help to take it off..."

"No need." Bruce hurriedly stopped Clark's next words, and then told Clark to go out quickly, so to speak, throw it away after use.

Before leaving, Clark did not forget to ask, "If you need anything, just call me."

After speaking, he went out.

The so-called bath is just an excuse for Bruce to temporarily distract Clark, but since the water is all set, he can't change his mind suddenly.

After roughly washing, Bruce got dressed and pushed the wheelchair out by himself.

Clark, who was sitting on the sofa, saw that Bruce's head was still dripping after taking a shower, got up to get a towel, and then helped Bruce dry his hair.

Bruce's hair is not soft, even a little stiff, but for Clark who can play with steel as plasticine, it is very soft.

After brushing his hair, Clark carried Bruce from the wheelchair to the bed, then helped him cover the quilt, and even helped him tuck in the corners of the quilt.

Bruce couldn't help laughing as he watched Clark sit back on the sofa after he settled himself down.

Clark:? ? ?

Seeing Clark's questioning face, Bruce smiled even more happily.

Clark put him in the middle of the bed, as if trying to keep him from falling off, and Bruce moved to the right, freeing half the bed.

"Clark, come and sleep together."

Clark shook his head, and asked casually and doubtfully, "If I were with you, would you still be able to sleep?"

Bruce froze for a moment, and a trace of uneasiness slowly appeared in his eyes.

He always felt that there was nothing wrong with Clark since he came to this world, but as time went by, the other party always gave him a dangerous feeling.

Tony and the others had never gotten along with Clark, and they might have regarded it as a sense of oppression brought about by the strong, but Bruce, who had known Clark for a long time, knew it was not the case.

This made him wonder whether it was the power of time and space that had affected Clark, or that the different worlds made Clark unable to adapt.

Noticing that Clark was still looking at him, as if he wanted an answer, Bruce said: "Then don't sleep, we haven't had a good chat for a long time, now is a good opportunity, there are no secrets between us, isn't it? "

Clark lowered his eyes slightly, as if thinking about Bruce's words.

Bruce patted the space he had vacated, "Clark, come here."

Clark stood up from the sofa and walked towards the bed step by step.

The red cloak behind him is still bright in color, swinging with his steps.

Walking to the bed, Clark took off the red cloak behind him, then took off his boots and lay down on the bed.

"Bruce, are you scared?"

He was in the bathroom and heard the sound of Bruce taking something from the wheelchair grid, and he could even guess what Bruce was taking.

Bruce always likes to doubt him, but sometimes he trusts him too much, why does he feel that he must not listen.

Bruce gave Clark half of the quilt he was covering, even though he knew Clark didn't need it.It should also be appreciated that the quilt prepared in the guest room of Stark Tower is large enough for the two of them to cover together.

Clark looked sideways at Bruce, resting his head on one hand.

"Why didn't you answer my question?"

After coming to this world, he felt that some ability in his body seemed to be out of control, which also caused his emotions to be a little unstable.Some things that he would never do normally seem to be able to do now, as if his moral bottom line is lowering.Sometimes he even feels that he is not himself, or that he has split into another self like a schizophrenic.

Bruce looked sideways at Clark, "Batman is never afraid."

"And what about Bruce Wayne?"

"Maybe... I don't know." Bruce said very calmly, even though he could see a red light flashing in Clark's eyes.

Clark looked at Bruce, and he could see not only his handsome exterior, but also his wounded interior.He could hear the other person's heartbeat, and he could also hear the sound of blood flowing in the other person's body.

He looked at Bruce's exposed neck, and he only needed to hold it lightly, and a life would disappear without a trace.

His hand slowly touched the other party's neck, but he didn't hold it, but stroked it gently, and his touching even had a hint of pornography or even obscenity/playfulness.

The feeling of being touched at the fatal place can be said to be quite bad for Bruce, not to mention the attitude of the other party is so unbearable.

But he didn't resist, he just looked into Clark's eyes quietly, he wanted to see the real Clark hidden inside and deep.

Clark watched Bruce let himself be touched so obediently, he knew that this was not a kind of obedience, but a kind of delivery, or trust.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the restlessness in his heart was slowly calming down, and a warm current flowed through his heart.

There was a trace of Clark's tenderness in his expression, and the stroking movement also brought a sense of intimacy.

"Bruce," he said with a sigh, "you always win."

Bruce watched the other party's complicated eyes gradually become pure, and he knew that he seemed to be safe for the time being.

Because, the real Clark is back.

The author has something to say: Clark did not travel through time and was not reborn, and what caused him to become like this is related to a villain I set up privately in their own world.

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