A/N: Thanks for all reviews, I really adore you guys! And I think that after last not-so-very happy stories we all deserve something else, don't we? So here we go!

Confession

First time he says it, she's poisoned and fighting for her life. There is no chance she can hear him. She's laying in fever and isn't moving even one finger. And he, on the other hand, is scared out of his mind, suddenly realising that there is no way for him to go on without her. Just after the others leave and he is alone at her bed, he leans to her ear. His fingers brush the jet-black hair on a side and he whispers to her; the words so quiet that he's not sure he's actually said them.

"I love you."

When few hours later she's awake, he does not repeat his confession. Instead he gives her a lecture how recklessly and unprofessionally she behaved, letting their enemies catch her in a trap.

First time she says it, she's standing at his grave, clasping a shred of his cape in her clenched fist. Tears are strolling down her cheeks and harsh wind hits her face. She is tired and broken. She never thought something can hurt that much. She kneels on the ground and touches the marble plate with his name on it. The words slip from her lips, even though she knows it's too late. Wind carries her voice away.

"I love you."

When few weeks later she realises this was only one big mystification, she does not repeat her confession. Instead she pushes him on a wall and slaps him hardly, not even caring that her hit is a cause of a little blood trickle, which appears in the corner of his mouth.

First time he hears it, he is barely conscious after few days without sleeping. Yet he's working hard in the cave, when she arrives with some materials to his case. She finds him almost laying on the keyboard of his huge computer. Light of the monitor underlines shadows around his eyes and his pale skin. Without a word, she leaves the papers on a desk and turns the chair he's sitting on away from the screen. He doesn't have enough strength to protest, when she throws his arm over her shoulders and leads him upstairs to his bedroom. When the words come out, he is under the sheets and doesn't even know if it is still reality or just the beginning of a very nice dream. In both ways her voice floats around him as his eyes close.

"I love you."

When much later he wakes up, though she's still there, he does not ask about her confession.

First time she hears it, she is temporary half-deaf, because of a wall she was thrown at. She's laying between the piles of rubble, trying to regain control over her motionless body. The battle is almost over and the others have already taken care of Giganta and few more villains. She attempts to make a move again, only to be stopped by two strong arms, lifting her up from the ground. A second later she finds herself close to his chest, her face in the crook of his neck, while he's carrying her away from a battlefield. J'onn teleports them up and she's taken to the infirmary. When the words come out, she is in a comfortable bed and the morphine he gave her pleasantly overwhelms her senses. Still, she thinks she hears his voice through the mist of exhaustion.

"I love you."

When later he checks up on her, she does not ask about his confession.

First time she says it to him, she is between a mattress of a bed and his body. Her breaths are shallow and quick, her blood hot from the fire in her veins. She feels his fingers on her bare skin and his lips on her throat. She desperately pulls him even closer. Her body arches and a quiet whimper escapes her mouth, as the brief pain flashes through her. They freeze for a moment and she can look him straight in the eyes. Her voice is soft and breathless.

"I love you."

The passion begins again and there are no more words, except their names, whispered to one another.

First time he says it to her, he has her in his arms. Her warm, naked body fills the space which used to be cold and empty. She snuggles to him and he holds her tighter, not willing to ever let her go. He feels she's falling asleep, so he touches her cheek gently and looks down at her beautiful features. The words are firm and calm.

"I love you."