I haven't been a big brother for many years

Ryan thought he probably would never forget this moment in all the days in the future.

A small voice sighed softly in his ear, sighing: It's him.

He is your light.

Only his brilliance, like the mist over the mountains, can envelop you and accompany you through the boundless darkness.

The temperature of another person was close at hand, but Ryan could see a trace of tension from his expression.

Even Bruce Wayne, even Batman, gets nervous.

But who isn't?

Ryan lowered his eyes, even he himself didn't know what kind of magic love was, it could make his silent heart thump continuously.

He raised his hand slowly, and found that even his fingers were trembling slightly.

So he grabbed Bruce's hand and put it on his chest, smiling slightly.

Bruce froze for a moment, and when his slender fingertips felt the temperature of another person, it was as if they had touched a tiny electric current and ran up the fingertips.

But he also let him move.

Then, through the thin clothes, he felt the beating heart beating violently under his hands, as if it would burst through his chest in the next second.

Just like his own.

It's just that he doesn't know why, knowing that the person in front of him loves him, but he still can't help being entangled and nervous like a child.

Obviously he knew enough to be happy.

Is there anything more satisfying than being in love with someone while they are deeply in love with you?

But boyfriends always like to give him some surprises:

"I don't want you to be my sun."

Ryan's tone of voice was different from usual. His tone was raised, with emotions like a child acting like a baby, so Bruce didn't fall into any panic at all. He raised his eyebrows and couldn't help smiling: "Why?"

The heartbeat of the boyfriend under the palm became more and more violent.

"The sun is too far away from me, and there is only one sun, it is too lonely."

"That's really distressing, what should I do?" Bruce tilted his head and showed a distressed expression, but the bright blue star eyes were full of smiles and doting that were about to overflow.

He wanted to pucker his mouth and pretend to be thinking seriously, as if he was stumped by this question.But the curvature of the corner of the mouth is not smooth no matter how it is pulled.

The little boyfriend's hand reached into his black hair, and pulled out a hot rose from behind his ear as if by magic.

The bright red rose contrasted sharply with his white fingertips, making Bruce's eyes widen in surprise and he couldn't help but move his Adam's apple.

Ryan clings to the rose with one hand: "Don't be the sun. Baby Bruce, just be my lamp, and I will hold you in the palm of my hand."

Bruce pulled him into his arms and kissed his cheek affectionately.The difference in height between the two of them is no longer enough for Bruce to rest his chin on his hair and feel how easy his soft hair is to make people fall asleep leaning against him like that, but no matter how he hugs the little boyfriend, He would feel that the vacancy in his heart seemed to be perfectly filled by Ryan.

Balloons floating in the air slowly flew from them to the sky, leaving colorful trails in the blue sky.

"I also want to hold you in the palm of my hand..." Bruce sighed, he felt the touch in his arms, and closed his eyes: "No matter what the future holds, we will face it together. Do you hear me, Ryan."

"As long as it's with you." Ryan rested his chin on his shoulder, and the tip of his nose was full of another person's breath: "As long as I can be with you."

The clouds made of helium balloons are too soft, they are like stepping on a trampoline, and they are colorful like freshly baked colorful cotton candy.

It is also like the beating heart in the chest when you are in love with someone, softly turning into water, and sweetly sticking into honey.

The rose was inserted on Bruce's head by Ryan, and the flower representing passionate love was inserted in the thick black hair, softening the original resolute face of the superhero.Bruce looks like the Prince of Gotham who lived among thousands of flowers. He already exudes a deep charm that has fascinated thousands of women.The elegance of the gestures and the melancholy of the eyebrows are perfectly integrated, forming a perfection that fascinates the world.

Tenderness and a light hidden deep in the dark.

His name is powerfully written on the paper of Gotham: Bruce Wayne.

Ryan raised his head and looked at his masterpiece, and the corners of his lips curled up involuntarily.

Seeing the small arc, Bruce felt itchy in his heart, as if being scratched twice by the fluffy paw of a kitten that couldn't stretch out its claws. Print a kiss: "Are you satisfied? Baby, our date."

"Haven't we started dating yet?" Ryan was itchy by his hair, couldn't help but backed away, but still held Bruce's fingers.He smiled and joked: "And don't you realize that this place is more like a large-scale proposal scene than a date place?"

"That's right." Bruce raised his eyebrows and agreed.

It's just that his next sentence made people feel a little abrupt, Gotham Baby bent his starry eyes: "Then will you marry me?"

As his voice fell, thousands of colorful balloons floating in the sky seemed to be suddenly pressed by some button, and all of them turned into a light pink in an instant.Even the beautiful Prussian blue ocean under their feet was matte against the sky filled with pink balloons.

It was as if the whole world was waiting for Ryan's answer.

Ryan, whose hair was dyed a little pink, raised his eyebrows, and solemnly squeezed out a word: "I don't want to."

He raised his eyebrows: "The United States has never introduced a bill legalizing gay marriage, not to mention that I just agreed to be with you just two days ago."

Hearing the expected rejection, Bruce pretended to think for a moment: "Maybe I can consider donating a sum of money to the White House..."

"Stop." Ryan raised his slender fingers to his lips, stopping his speech: "Be patient, Bruce."

What he had to face, the demon he had been preparing for, was coming soon.

But Bruce is obviously the most patient person in the world, but when facing the person in front of him, he is always impatient.

The little boyfriend is good in everything, but the innocence is too much. He wants to do a lot of things to him, but no matter what he does, he is so scared that his little baby quickly hides in the corner. Wrapped in the quilt, only a pair of beautiful crystal clear eyes are exposed. Eyes that looked like strawberry jelly looked at him pitifully.

So much so that even if he is so innocent that he can no longer kiss his forehead lightly and innocently, he has to concentrate [-]% of his attention to restrain his desire that is about to burst out, and he won't be able to distract himself even a little bit.

But sometimes, he really can't restrain his actions.

For example, now, he couldn't help but licked the white fingertips of his little boyfriend who had pressed against his lips and hadn't had time to withdraw them.

The soft touch made Ryan's brain freeze for a moment, and he didn't realize what it was.

Until his whole body's sense organs reacted one step ahead of his brain, his cheeks were quickly dyed a layer of red and burned up.

He stared blankly at his fingertips, the redness on his cheeks seemed to have taken up all the supplied blood, and even the oxygen that the brain should have for thinking could not be supplied, so the brain just stopped working.

So the cool wetness on his fingertips made him do something he regretted - he licked his own fingertips, right where Bruce had just licked.

He seemed to want to warm up the slightly cold touch of his fingertips, or it seemed to be for some other reason.

But no matter what his reasons are, it doesn't matter.

Bruce took a breath of cool air in a low voice. The boyfriend's dumbfounded expression is a bit too cute now. He looks like he is seducing himself.

So he grabbed Ryan's hand, pulled him back into his arms, and a passionate kiss fell on Ryan's lips without warning.

But the helium balloon is really too soft, and no one can stand on the trampoline smoothly.

No one here, including Bruce Wayne, and Ryan Black.

So the picture changed to Ryan lying on the helium balloon, with Bruce covering the back of Ryan's head with one hand and his neck with the other.

Startled by the softness of his lips and the sudden weightlessness, Ryan widened his crimson eyes, round and round like a little snow leopard biting its big fluffy tail in a daze.He didn't know when his hands caught Bruce's collar, almost tearing the expensive wing suit.

And the red rose inserted in Bruce's hair also fell due to inertia, and landed on Ryan's face flutteringly.

"Are you inviting me? Baby." Bruce raised his eyebrows, looked at his hands holding his collar, and laughed.

His voice was low and hoarse with some unknowing emotion mixed in.Ryan couldn't help but move his Adam's apple. It should be pulled instead of pushed, and he mercilessly wanted to push Bruce away from him.

But Bruce obviously didn't give him this chance. Bruce half-closed his eyes to cover up those dangerous lights.He lowered his head and bit his Adam's apple.

He bites lightly, like a lioness on the prairie gently picking up her cub, for fear of hurting him somewhere.

Teeth rubbing and tongue licking, sucking.

Leaving dots of ambiguous marks on Ryan's slightly raised Adam's apple.

He tilted his head uncomfortably, and put a little force on Bruce's chest.While Bruce's movements made him feel itchy, there was also an indescribably strange feeling.

But he didn't hate this feeling, it was just a little uncomfortable.

Satisfied with the light pink marks on his fair neck, Bruce raised his head and raised the corners of his lips.

He smiled quite maliciously, like a cat stealing fish.

The soft sunken balloon made Ryan struggle for a while and found that he couldn't stand up at all, so he bit his lower lip, pulled Bruce off, and turned the mountain on top of him.

Along with the position change, there were also the eyes of the two of them. Those cobalt blue eyes were also stunned at the moment. Bruce obviously did not expect the development of the situation.

So the vicious boyfriend stared at him fiercely for a while, and when Bruce thought he was going to bite himself in the next second, he suddenly buried his face in his neck.

He rubbed the tip of his nose against Bruce's earlobe, carefully sniffed the pleasant smell of iris on his body, and couldn't help murmuring: "Bruce..."

That murmur made Bruce's heart tremble. He turned his head and saw Ryan's conspicuous pink earlobe buried in the soft white hair, and replied softly, "I'm here."

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry qwq is too stuck

The next chapter, the next chapter, I will definitely embrace the big and the young, thank the little angels for voting for me as the king~

Thanks to the little angel who cast [mine]: lianliu1231 pieces

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