[Comprehensive British and American] Bats never lose their horses

"Not."

Bruce answered him firmly.

"The Batmobile isn't for driving," he said grimly. "Put that stupid idea away."

"Bruce..." Clark showed an extremely longing look.

Damn Kryptonians!Bruce turned his head unbearably, gritted his teeth and hardened his heart, and cruelly sentenced him to death: "If I say no, I won't. This matter is not negotiable."

Clark looked downcastly at the back of the black-haired Omega getting up and leaving, and Barry beside him patted him on the shoulder comfortingly: "Don't be so unhappy, Big Blue, at least he didn't refuse to watch a movie with you, did he?"

Clark's eyes slowly lit up.

"I heard that an event is being held in Seattle recently," Hal also came to join in the fun, he stopped the little red man's shoulder and said with a smile, "I don't know exactly what it is, it seems to be a film expo or something. Just right comic exhibition Over there too, Karl, do you want to come with us?"

"I'll try to invite Bruce," Clark said excitedly, although his expression quickly darkened for a moment in the middle. The way... I think he should relax properly."

"I agree."

Tony, who was passing by, suddenly interjected.

He seemed to be very unaccustomed to have someone even more workaholic than himself. The two of them had been competing with each other for the past few days. They competed with each other on who would go to bed later, and staying up all night was commonplace.

"I need someone to drag him away from the bench," he grumbled. "Anyway, all that fancy magic work on the instruments is enough of a headache. Somebody help me turn Batman back into Blue." Baby Xi? I miss him."

Peter blinked his eyes and asked doubtfully, "But aren't Mr. Wayne and Batman the same person?"

"No, No, No, it's different," Oliver shook his head, he was the only one present who could understand Tony's mood best, "Brucey is our younger brother, and Batman is an advisor to the Justice League, the guardian knight of Gotham .”

"What about Bruce?" Peter thought for a while, but still didn't understand.

"Bruce is my soul mate, and the love of my life." Clarke smiled.

But this affectionate confession only attracted criticism from everyone present:

"Shut up Carl, it's too nasty!"

Under the accusing eyes of everyone, Clark tightly shut his mouth.

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"Expo?" Bruce suppressed a yawn, without looking up, "No."

"B, this is a rare opportunity, and you also said that you should take a vacation for yourself." After Clark finished speaking, he muttered softly, "I can understand that you don't want me to tell ordinary people about my relationship with you. But you wouldn't even go out on your honeymoon with me in private!"

Bruce stopped what he was doing and stared at the large superman floating beside him with a grievance on his face, feeling a little weird.

"I'm doing this to prevent revealing the second gender of our world," he laughs. "Where did you go?"

Clark said nothing.

Bruce sighed, originally Clark's character was more sensitive and delicate, which created Superman's kind and empathetic character, and often made himself hurt.

Looking back on the experience during this period, various emergencies happened one after another, and it has been a long time since they stayed together to spend even an afternoon relaxedly, and it is no wonder that the little reporter was thinking wildly.

"Come here, let me tell you something."

The man leaned back in the chair, turned half a circle, and beckoned to Clark lazily.

"……What's wrong?"

Clark was a little confused, but he moved closer.

"A little closer."

Superman drifted forward some distance.

The distance between the two is now only a few centimeters, but Bruce still seems a little dissatisfied.

He raised his head, looked at the bewildered expression on the Kryptonian's face, and smiled quickly, with a somewhat helpless expression.

In the next second, he tugged on Clark's cloak, and a kiss as soft as a cloud fell on the thin lips of the Son of the Sun who were slightly parted in surprise.

Clark's breathing stopped for a moment.

But he quickly realized that he turned his back on the guest and put one hand on the armrest and the other hand on the back of Bruce's head. He bent down and squeezed one leg into the man's knees, enjoying the black-haired Omega's rare initiative this time. .

The two exchanged a deep kiss, both breathless as they parted.

"Is it better now?" Bruce's chest heaved slightly, the corners of his eyes were slightly red due to the lack of oxygen, and the corners of his lips curled up into a half-smile, and there seemed to be a gleam of water shining.

Seeing Clark's heart itching.

"Perfunctory." Although he was indeed appeased, Clark didn't want to admit defeat. He snorted, still staring straight at Bruce.

"Don't push yourself too hard, small town boy," Bruce warned.But there was a smile on his face, obviously joking, and he even deliberately put his hand on Superman's broad chest, imitating the way Louise Lane in the movie, and gently slid his fingertips across the representative Follow the hoped S trajectory.

Clark only felt that the place on his chest where Bruce's fingertips slid over seemed to be on fire. The man's knuckles were wide and slender, and no one knew better than him how powerful it was to make the enemy fearful.But now, it was like a fluttering feather, gently scratching the tip of his heart.

Superman frowned patiently.

There is deep desire/desire lurking in Alpha's eyes, the original blue eyes become like the dark sky when the storm is approaching, and the sexy look of his throat rolling up and down when he is enduring can make all the Omegas in the world scream for him.

Except this one sitting in front of him.

He grabbed the troubled hand and gently pressed it against his cheek.

"I will always belong to you," he whispered, because Clark also noticed a trace of uneasiness hidden under Bruce's calm appearance, "From body to heart, Clark Kent and Bruce Wayne, Superman and Batman, everyone feels We were made for each other."

Bruce's eyes flickered.

"Lex Luthor wouldn't think so." He joked, but it was undeniable that Clark's way of doing this pleased him, so Bruce decided to give the young reporter a chance.

"By the way, where is the fair you're talking about?" he asked.

A week later.

Seattle ushered in the biggest comic event in the past ten years, but the opening time of the venue was in the afternoon, so Bruce was going to go to the expo with Clark first.

The recently re-released Justice League movie will also be broadcast there. Today, they dressed in casual clothes, bought popcorn and Coke when there were so many people and no one was paying attention, and chose a good place to sit down.

"Purely from the perspective of film art, the film that was made before is a third-rate level," Bruce commented, "DC's style is different from Marvel, and what did the director think to make Batman appear in the film?" Standing still and saying 'he's so tall' while fighting alien invaders? It's sick!"

"Come on," Clark said with a smile, "Arthur also complained to me that the movie made them into tool people, and I stole the limelight all by myself. And Diana, she was watching It’s not uncommon for you to know your reaction when the mother box that was kept in Paradise Island was easily taken away, and we have to replace the table in the conference room with a new one after we go back.”

Princess Amazon was so angry that she drew her sword straight away, and with one sword, a crack was split on the hard alien mine table, which was said to be harder than diamonds.

"I hope this version can at least be above the pass line." Bruce said without hope.

But midway through the more than three-hour film, neither of them spoke much.

"It's not bad." After the movie ended, Bruce was silent for a moment and gave such an evaluation.

But when Clark translates it, it means "unexpected" and "great progress".After all, being able to say the word "not bad" from Batman's mouth is even rarer than winning the jackpot.

He smiled, and looked contentedly at the film production list scrolling on the screen, just about to say Bruce, let's go, when suddenly the whole venue lights up, screaming one after another——

He looked in the direction of the sound in bewilderment, only to realize that several leading actors of this movie actually walked onto the stage.

"So it's a screening event?" Bruce raised his eyebrows, "No wonder they will show movies at the expo."

Since the event wasn't over yet, they sat down peacefully again.Clark found that Bruce had been staring at the Batman actor holding the microphone on the stage, and couldn't help laughing: "Do you want to go up and take a photo with 'Batman', Bruce?"

Bruce rolled his eyes: "Stop teasing me. I just think his smile is too exaggerated. It doesn't look like me at all."

"They're just actors, Bruce," Clark pointed out viciously, "like the actors in Marvel, basically all of them wear women's clothing. Can you imagine a pink fairy Batman appearing in front of you?"

Bruce: "...Thanks, but please don't remind me of this."

Since Clark showed him a video of Lego Batman singing heavy metal rock music two days ago, Bruce made a decisive decision: he would permanently delete this type of song from the Batmobile's audio equipment!

While the two were chatting, a burst of enthusiastic cheers suddenly erupted at the scene.

It turned out to be the audience interaction session at the scene.

Everyone scrambles to put their hands up, and Bruce isn't interested, and doesn't think it's worth fighting for Batman to get on stage and do a cheek-to-cheek dance with the Batman cast.

So he's just nibbling on a Coke sippy and rolling his eyelids lazily, barely choking to death on the pitch-black Batmobile that's cruising slowly from backstage.

"Cough, cough cough... where did they get this thing!?"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and turned his head to stop Clark at the first moment, but it was too late——

The moment the Batmobile appeared, the little reporter was so excited that his cheeks flushed and he couldn't control himself.

Even though he knew it was just a realistic movie prop, and it was far behind the Batmobile equipped with heavy firepower and omnipotence, Clark still raised his hand high, another Only idle still grabbed Bruce's wrist tightly to prevent him from slipping away from the backstage.

"don't want--"

Bruce watched the host on the stage look around in despair, and finally set his sights on the damned Kryptonian.

"This gentleman, please come on stage... Ohmygod, Superman!" Seeing Clark wearing black-rimmed glasses, the host was stunned for a second, and then screamed, "And Batman! It's a real person !Live!"

All the audience and actors at the scene stood up almost at the same time, stared at them, and uttered a cry that could almost burst the eardrums:

"Superman! Batman! Superman! Batman!"

Bruce also heard a few high-pitched "Superbat" screams mixed in, probably because they accidentally discovered that Superman and Batman would actually go out to watch movies together in private during non-working hours?It's no big deal, he thought, if they knew that Clark was still living in Wayne Manor, sharing his bed with him, they'd have to go crazy on the spot.

He twitched the corner of his mouth and was dragged onto the stage helplessly by Clark.

"Please, please introduce yourself first." The host who spoke clearly and fluently just now seemed to be stammering suddenly, looking at the two of them with such fiery eyes that they almost burned a hole in the steel body , "Although we all know who you are, but, but..."

He "but" for a long time, but he couldn't hold back the next sentence.

"Don't be so nervous." Clark made a small joke, trying to ease the host's overly nervous mood, "We don't eat people."

He thoughtfully took the microphone from the host, and said in a gentle voice: "Clark Kent, from Kansas. As for the one beside me..."

He prolonged his voice on purpose, and there was another scream from the audience.

"I think you all know Bruce," Clark said with a smile, "but according to the procedure, let him introduce himself."

As he spoke, he handed the microphone to Bruce who was standing beside him, and gave the man a pleading look of "please just this once".

Bruce sighed, reluctantly taking the phone.

But after that he was silent for a moment, as if thinking about how to speak.

"All right……"

Under the excited gaze of the fans holding their breath, the man cleared his throat, lowered his voice, and said in a deep and terrifying Batman exclusive voice:

"I'm Batman."

The author has something to say: Substitute it, I have already made a chicken crow on the spot.

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Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 little Arkham patient;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of deer antler; 2 bottles of Meng Guixun;

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