Superbattinson thought:
Bruce has been in his weird little cave for too long and has become grumpy and tired.
Cue Clark showing up, fresh from a long sunbath above the clouds. He watches Bruce for a minute as the vigilante scribbles madly in his journal, scrubbing his red eyes smeared with makeup, and then Clark just…curls around Bruce’s back like a blanket.
Bruce would grumble louder for a minute, scribbling faster and frowning hard, but as Clark’s soft warmth melts into his skin his eyes start to close, and the scribbling slows to a stop…
And maybe Clark carefully picks Bruce up and lays him down on the neglected batcave couch. And maybe Clark gently tucks a blanket around Bruce. And maybe Clark sits next to the couch, breathing in time with Bruce and waiting for his bat to wake up.
