Suggested by my friend Kon.
Part 1 of 3.
I probably got the characters wrong a bit, but I don't care :)
The party was in full swing; it had been going since 7, it was now half an hour to midnight. Several league members had come and gone during the night, called away by work or family, but those who could had stayed. It was a decent turn out by anyone's standard.
Food and drinks had been provided, of course, but Batman had insisted that they all be non-alcoholic… this hadn't lasted; Hal had introduced beer and vodka after the first hour, much to Batman's almost sincere distaste.
Truthfully he wanted everyone to get drunk, to not remember the night, just in case he himself slipped up.
He'd had an awfully hard time keeping character recently; life had been too good to him.
He looked over at Superman as the man downed yet another half pint of coke. He had been too happy…
He and Clark had been seeing each other for about a month. Secretly of course, he couldn't have the rest of the team finding out he was 'like that' especially Dick. To Dick, Bruce was a rock, someone phased by nothing, corrupted by nothing. If he found out that when Clark walked in the room Bruce forgot what he was doing, no matter how important. Or how when Clark smiled Bruce got an almost overwhelming urge to pin him against the nearest table.
He wished they could spend tonight together: almost literally on top of the world, on New Year's Eve, with the man he- uh- cared rather deeply for.
It would be perfect.
But instead he was stuck listening to a debate between the children about which country's new year's celebration was better.
"No come on!" Wally shouted, his voice raised, "New Zealand is the first, therefore the best."
Dick shook his head, the accompanying look on his face seemed to say that Wally was an idiot, "Just because it's the first doesn't mean it's the best. That's true with a lot of things."
"I like China's one." Kon said, smile beaming on his face; he'd had a little too much to drink and his 'tough guy' persona had started to fade.
This worried Dick.
He was dating Kon, no one knew about it, hopefully no one would any time soon. Not that he was ashamed, if anything he was proud. But Kon was already on shaky ground with Superman, and Kon didn't want to give him another reason to dislike him. And if Bruce were to find out. Dick didn't even want to think about it; if there was one thing that man was strict about it was relationships.
He just didn't want him to slip up, ruin everything.
"China's isn't for another two months, America's one is now." Dick said with a small guilty smile on his face as he found himself wanting to know what Kons mouth tasted like when tainted with alcohol.
Kon furrowed his brow, "Why are we following America's time zone? We're in orbit. We could have our own time zone, and have new year's whenever we like."
"Because," Batman interposed- this being an oddly technical question, he best answer it himself rather than let the young ones guess- "We are directly above the hall of Justice. Technically we are within American borders."
Kon let out a slightly bored 'oh' before turning to Dick, "Robin, could you get me a vodka and coke… but without the coke?"
Robin frowned, lifting a hand to Kon's face to keep his attention, "Kon, dude, I think you've had enough."
Batman shook his head and turned away from the teens conversation, Dick would eventually give in and get Kon his drink. He seemed to have developed a bit of a soft spot for the boy. Good thing really; if things between him and Clark became serious then, well…
Batman held back a smirk. It was a nice thought, but that would be years down the road.
For now he was fine keeping it a secret.
Clark was standing in front of a camera, readying himself to ring in the new year; he'd agreed to give a live interview about the league's new year's party.
He happened to glance over at Bruce as he checked the connection again, he looked bored. He was looking back at him, but trying to seem as if he wasn't.
A thought suddenly came to him; this was their first new year's together. Not just as a couple, since he'd known Bruce he'd always had to work over holidays, he never took a day off.
He should do something special for him to celebrate this rare night off.
A voice finally crackled through the speakers and a picture of Times Square flicked onto the monitor.
A man appeared on the screen and began to speak, "And now what we are seeing, for the first time ever on New Year 's Eve, is the justice league headquarters?"
"Yes!" Clark said triumphantly, "I'm sorry, we had some technical difficulties. Hello New York, we're wishing you the best for tonight. I'm sorry I can't be there in person."
"Well Superman, I suppose you need to be there to stop the others from getting too rowdy. But can I ask how you're keeping the people on the streets from getting too rowdy if all the league members are there with you?"
Superman chuckled slightly, he repositioned the camera so it pointed at the entrance portals, through which a small trickle of league members were coming and going. "We have set up a fair system so that at least 8 members are out on the street at a time. The rota we have in place insures that the members will be able to spend some time on patrol, while also spending some time at our party… if they wish to."
He strolled to the portal and grabbed the next member to come through the door, Black Canary. "Black Canary." He said with a smile, presenting her to the camera. She chuckled lightly at the sudden interview.
"Yes Superman?" she smiled into the camera that Clark was pointing at her.
"Can you please tell the lovely people of the world what you have been doing?"
She rolled her eyes in thinking, "I've been patrolling for 2 hours, and in that time I stopped 2 muggings, a burglary and a rape."
Superman smiled giddily at the woman, "Thank you, I hope the rest of the night is as pleasant."
She shook her head as she went off to find her friends and get a drink.
Clark turned back to the camera, "So as you can see, you are all perfectly safe tonight. Feel free to enjoy yourselves knowing that your cities are protected."
"Hahah" the man on the other side of the connection laughed falsely, "I'm sure we will. Who else is enjoying the party tonight?"
"Oh I'm afraid I can't divulge too much." Clark said, again glancing towards Bruce, he wanted the interview to end so he could go and talk to him. "It increases the risk of criminal activity."
"Ah I see; while the cats are away the mice will play." The newsperson said, no intention of ending their talk.
Clark chuckled, hearing cheers from the crowd behind the news reader as something exciting appeared. His eyes flicked to the floor; he saw a cable laying near his foot, it looked important…
He carefully pulled at it with his foot until he heard a small 'pop' as the cable came unplugged, and the picture buzzed and flickered out.
"Oh dear, technical problems. Well no point fixing it now." Clark smiled as he walked away, towards Bruce.
Dick and the other teens laughed as the screen went black for a few seconds. "Nice going supes!" Kon yelled drunkenly.
Dick shook his head. Wally sauntered over to him, drink in hand, "He's drunk off his face. I didn't even know kryptonians could get drunk."
Dick frowned, that was true; like Wally, Kon's metabolism was so high it should work off the alcohol before it could affect him, Wally had drunk 13 Alco-pops in the last 2 hours and wasn't feeling a thing. He'd said that was one of the worst things about being a speedster; he could never have the experience of waking up hung over and unable to remember the night before… Dick was unsure why Wally thought that was a bad thing.
The two boys watched as Kon bowed at M'gann as she walked past, "Hello pretty lady." He almost slurred as he struggled to keep balance.
Dick felt himself start to blush in embarrassment at the boy's actions, "Maybe it's his human half…"
"I can't believe you two are going out." Wally said quietly, much to Dick's surprise.
"Wha-? Dude!" Dick said, his mouth dropping open.
Wally chuckled, he took a sip from his drink, "Don't worry, I'm not gunna tell anyone."
Dick narrowed his eyes, "How do you even know?"
Wally smirked cheekily, a little embarrassed that he knew what he did. "You forgot to turn your radio off yesterday. Don't worry, I turned it off before it got weird… It was weird enough just hearing you talk to him like that."
Dick blushed, smiling uncomfortably, "Oh god, I'm sorry, we didn't want to tell anyone 'till we're actually serious, ya know, ramifications."
"Batman-type ramifications?"
Dick nodded gently, "Kinda hard to keep it from him."
He didn't mean literally, morally too. Bruce was the closest thing Dick had to a father, keeping something like this from him felt almost wrong.
"He and Clark have been spending an awful lot of time together." Wally said, smiling, "Maybe they already know."
Dick chuckled lightly, he turned to look towards Bruce, "Nah, Batman'd come straight to us if they found out."
"They have been spending a lot of time together though."
Bruce was standing beside the buffet table, picking lazily at some pringles. Clark slid over to the table, he poured himself a drink of orange juice. "Hey stranger." He said, smiling widely.
Bruce couldn't stop himself from smiling. "I thought you were being interviewed?"
Clark shrugged, swilling the juice in the glass, "I was, got bored, decided I'd rather talk with you."
Clark felt his smile grow as he saw Bruce start to blush. "So why is a man like Batman standing around, bored, on his one and only day off?"
"This isn't a day off." Bruce grunted, trying to keep himself under control. "I'm watching the young ones."
Clark grinned, "Batman does not babysit. Black Canary's here now, let her watch them."
Bruce turned from the table to face Clark; he leaned back against the table and took a loud gulp of his drink. "What else am I to do? …I'm not used to having time off."
"Well…" Clark's voice dropped to a whisper "There are a lot of empty beds here. Don't you think it would be somewhat brilliant if we could be together when the ball dropped?"
Bruce let out a guilty smile, "I do…" he jolted slightly as Barry appeared next to him, grabbing armfuls of food. He said a brief hello to the speedster, before pulling Clark by the cape away from the table.
"But there are too many people here. I don't want us being found out."
"Come on Bats." Clark whispered, "There's a bunch of empty rooms round here, we could just sneak off and no one would know." He tugged gently on Bruce's cape as he walked backwards. "Come on, we'll make it look super-innocent."
Bruce pulled his cape out of Clark's hands, "You can't just pre-fix the word 'super' to something and expect me to take it. It's too risky."
"You do it with 'Bat' and everyone loves it. 'Bat-cave', 'Bat-mobile', 'Bat-phone'" Clark continued to walk backwards, slowly moving out of the room.
"That's not the same and you know it." Bruce said angrily, following Clark from the room.
Barry smirked as he walked over to his nephew, "Kid Flash." He whispered, chuckling to himself "Supes and Batman are about to get it on, look!" he pointed to Bruce and Clark; the two were nonchalantly pulling each other from the room, trying to act normally as they did so.
Wally laughed loudly, "Yeah, I've just told Dick I know about him and Kon. I'm sorry, I couldn't hold it in anymore."
"Spoil sport." Barry muttered, he ruffled Wally's hair before trotting off to Captain Marvel, shouting "Hey, countdown's about to start!"
Everyone in the room began to grow excited as large numbers appeared on the room's largest monitor.
Clark pulled Bruce into a kiss, he looked so hot when he was angry, "Oh look, we seem to have found our way into and abandoned bedroom."
"Clark…" Bruce growled, he hadn't realised that he had been led into a bedroom, he had just been defending himself.
Clark pulled the door closed and locked it, "What's the matter Bruce? You scared? It's-"
Clark didn't get to finish his sentence, Bruce had pushed him forcefully onto the bed and forced their lips together. Clark chuckled as Bruce clambered on top of him, pinning him to the sheets.
They hardly noticed the shouting and cheering coming from the main hall.
Kon tottered towards Dick as the numbers flashed on the screen, the teens around them yelled in drunken-happiness, shouting the numbers as they descended.
"Hi baby." Kon whispered, sounding suddenly sober. Dick smiled in hello. "Are you ready for your kiss?"
"You're drunk." Dick said quietly as the countdown reached 5.
Kon hollered with laughter as he pulled Dick towards him, Dick resisted a little, he felt himself blush as everyone turned to them.
Kon pulled him into a forced kiss, Dick tried to act as if he didn't want it, but his emotions got the better of him and he began to fall into it. Kon tasted of cherry coke and vodka.
The teens around them cooed and roared with laughter and cheers as the countdown reached one, and fireworks exploded in the sky beneath them.
Kon broke their kiss and tumbled backwards, falling to the floor "…M'gann." He mumbled, "Why do you look like Robin?" he said as his head lulled backwards.
Wally, along with Artemis and Zatanna, laughed at Kon's antics. They all knew about Dick and Kon's relationship, as well as Bruce and Clark's, it was hard to keep anything a secret in this community.
They weren't going to tell them they knew though, they wanted them to feel comfortable within the relationships, if that meant keeping it secret for a while then so be it.
"I think it's probably time Kon went to bed." Artemis said flashing one of her rare smiles, "Why don't you do the honours Robin, seeing as you're the one he just stuck his tongue in…"
Dick bent down to help the almost-asleep Kon to his feet, "He thought I was M'gann…" Dick said in a weak defence.
He half-lifted Kon to his feet, "I love you M" Kon mumbled to Dick as he was dragged towards the exit portal.
Dick was concentrating on keeping Kon on his feet so much that he didn't notice the quiet moaning coming from one of the locked rooms as they passed.
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