Clark only laughed as Bruce jumped desperately into the air to catch him. Teasingly, the superhuman held the object of desire just out of the bats reach. Irritation was expressed severely on Bruce's mouth, the only part of him that was actually visible, since he lined his mask with lead. Perfect lips curled into a sneer at his companion who seemed to have given up and was currently pouting at his computer. Gently landing and unwrapping his small chocolaty prize Clark tip toed behind Bruce and put a large piece of German made heaven in his teeth letting a good portion of it stick out from his lips. The Steel Man whisked the black clad man around in his chair and put his arms around his head on the back of the large seat. Raising an eyebrow in inquisition Clark only replied with a waggle of his own brows. The only way Bruce was going to get any delicious chocolate was to degrade himself to Clark. Which it was so worth it since Clark had just flown back from Germany to get it nice and fresh milky chocolate amazing.
Quickly surveying the area the watch towers monitor room seemed free of any other persons aside from the two of them. He hated how Clark always teased him, but Bruce was no better. Their friendship a constant war of trying to out do the other in all ways and the Kansas boy always seeming to find humor in the rich brats loss particularly in degrading ways. What were friends for? Eyes locked onto the brown gold poking tantalizingly out of the bright blue wall in front of him. Yeah that chocolate was worth it, he could smell how rich it was. It was almost richer than him. Bruce pulled his mask back and made sure to burn a glare into those bright blues that glowed at him. Leaning in slowly and carefully Bruce took the chocolate into his mouth and it practically melted between his lips. Before he took a bite out of it they heard the room door open and none other than their friend Wally stood in surprise. They tore away from each other and Bruce quickly returned to the safety of his cowl. Clark licked his lips lazily and smiled over to the Flash. He held up the bar and asked,
"Would you like some Wally?" Bruce tried to ignore them, but he could see the awkwardness Wally put off.
"Uh, no sorry i didntmeantowalkinon youtwopleaseenjoyyour chocolatelooks likeyoucoulduseit." his words were coming out as fast as he could run. With a few more quick apologies Wally darted out of the room. Clark gave a hearty laugh and shook his head when Bruce gave him a look that could kill.
"You're an idiot." he hissed, turning his back to his floating friend, who now floated just next to him at shoulder height.
"That's no way to get me to share my chocolate with you." Bruce licked the remaining treat off his lips and Clark whispered, "Want to pick up where we left off?" Now he couldn't help but chuckle lightly at his persistent friend and ignored him as he continued his work.
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This time it was Bruce who held the upper hand but he usually did. Clark growled as he lunged at his cell phones captor. Bruce dodged his attempts with ease forcing Clark to break a sweat. He opened his phone and began texting and a flash of blue and red suddenly enveloped him and pulled him into the air.
"Give it back Bruce!" It was hysterical when Clark would actually get mad, he usually was the calm happy one of the two friends. Bruce only shook his head receiving a frustrated grunt. Holding Batman with one arm he used the free hand to try to reach around and pry the phone away from the jerk. It was easily transfered from one hand to the next. "Bruce dont do this!"
"You deserve it." He smile widened as Clark's frown deepened. "What, I'm sure Lois thinks your gay anyway, what harm will I do?" Clark's grip tightened and he pinned Bruce to the ceiling in the watch towers conference room which at the moment was vacant.
"She does not think I'm gay! Bruce she already thinks I'm a dweeb, do you want me to never find love?" He couldn't help but laugh a little while Bruce pretended to put thought into his question. Clark adjusted himself underneath his friend to get more comfortable, for it seemed they'd be up here for a while. Bruce was now entirely pinned up by Clark's solid form. His shoulders were held firm in his friends hands and black spandex legs dangled over blue and red covered hips. They stayed put and bickered without noticing they were now in company. Clark's super hearing caught the small wind gust Wally created and the quickening in his heart beat.
"Oh geez you two, I'm sorry again, maybe you should get a room or something." and, no pun intended, in a flash he left. Blue eyes met brown and they burst out in laughter at being caught in a compromising position for a second time by poor Wally.
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Quick little shorts of poor Wally getting left with the wrong impression. Please comment, I'm trying to improve my writing and could use the constructive criticism. :)) Thanks for reading. Comment if you want me to continue this into a story or just more drabbles.