Chapter Two - Justice League Universe

A/N: For now on, I'll be referring to baby Clark as Ko in narration just to keep adult Clark separate from baby Clark. Especially since I'm planning on some of this story being in adult Clark's POV.

Bruce does not startle when there is a small tap on the glass sliding door because Batman doesn't get startled no matter how distracted he is with trying to feed a bottle to a baby. He places the bottle down on the counter as he turns around and sees Clark smiling in at him.

With a sigh, Bruce goes and answers the door. "Hey there little guy," Clark greets Ko immediately, beaming down at him with his bright smile. At this rate, the child won't need to go out in the sun because Clark will give him enough sunlight with his smile to last him a lifetime.

"Clark." Bruce steps aside and allows Clark to step into the kitchen. The man does and eyes the baby bottle sitting on the counter top. "Are you still mad at me?" Bruce asks as he closes the door.

"That depends," Clark says, turning to face him. "Are you still being a jerk?"

"That depends on if you're still mad at me," Bruce responds.

Clark rolls his eyes and turns away, picking up the bottle. He turns back to Bruce. "May I?" Bruce hands Ko over to Clark and watches as Ko takes the bottle easy. Bruce has to stamp down on his jealousy at how easy Clark was able to get the child to eat when just a few seconds earlier Bruce was dealing with a fussy kid. "Wow, he's really hungry isn't he?"

"There's always a possibility that his digestive system is the same as yours so technically he wouldn't need to eat." Bruce sits down at the small table that is located in the kitchen, watching Clark feed Ko. His chest warms up with fondness and as much as he tries to get rid of the feeling, he can't. "But he could have my digestive system which would mean he does need to eat. So far I can't tell. All I know is he hasn't cried for food yet and Alfred says every time he changes him; his diaper is dry."

Clark looks up from Ko, peering at Bruce through his glasses. "Then it's probably more like my digestive system. I don't need to eat, I just do it because I like the taste of food, and I don't go to the bathroom to relieve myself."

Bruce nods in agreement. "It's looking like that but there's always one more possibility." Clark raises an eyebrow in question. "He could have a digestive system in between mine and yours. This would mean he would need to eat and go to the bathroom, but just not as much or as often. We'll have to wait longer to see. We've only had him here for a week after all."

Clark nods and silence fills the room. After a while, Ko turns his head away from the bottle with a little sound of irritation. Clark lifts him to his shoulder and starts patting his back. "Do you have a burp cloth? I have to go to work after this and I don't want my shirt smelling like baby spit."

With an amused smile, Bruce gets up and grabs the washcloth Alfred uses for when he feeds Ko. He hands it over to Clark who situates it on his shoulder and under Ko's head. "You're good with him."

Clark looks up from where he was watching Ko and meets Bruce's eyes. They stare at each other for a long while until Clark finally speaks. "I thought more about your literal proposal."

Bruce gulps, his heart skipping a beat. He tries to get it to stop thudding so loud in his chest but for some reason it won't. He really hopes Clark isn't listening to his heartbeat right now. "And?"

"And I'm still mad about how you went about it," he mumbles before saying more clearly, "but you're right. I tried to come up with another solution and I couldn't think of one. I kept going back to how marrying each other would be the easiest way to do it, not only so we both can get custody but also for the media to understand."

Bruce is very careful to keep his voice steady. "So that means…"

"Yes Bruce, I'll marry you." Bruce's lips twitch the slightest little bit up at the corners before he catches himself. His chest feels extremely warm. "On one condition."

Confusion makes its way into Bruce's thoughts. "Which is?"

"We get a divorce soon after." It feels like a bucket of ice water has just been dumped on him. "We can stay married just long enough to make it look legit but after that, then we're done."

"And what? Do what I said yesterday and you have him on the weekends or weekdays, whatever, and vice versa for me?"

Clark shrugs. "I'm fine with it. Are you?"

There's a sharp pain in Bruce's chest that no matter what he does, just won't go away. His heart is pounding and he feels very cold. "Of course, I'm fine with it."

Something flashes in Clark's eyes and he frowns slightly, looking Bruce up and down. "O…Okay, then." He fidgets, shifting from one foot to the other. Ko makes a soft sound. "When do you want to do it then?"

"As soon as possible will probably be best," he tells him. "Today, after you get out of work if that works for you."

Clark nods. "Yeah, that works." He then hands Ko over, who makes a small distressed sound at being taken away from such a warm body. He settles down quickly once he realizes that there is another warm body to lie on. "Speaking of work, I better get going or else I'll be late."

"How can you be late when you can fly at the speeds you can?" Clark shoots him a cheeky smile, not bothering to answer his question. He's gone, leaving behind a small boom. "Show off."

He goes and finds Alfred in the laundry room, putting the first load of dirty sheets in. Bruce explains what is going on and Alfred only responds with an eyebrow raise. Bruce tells him to make the arrangements. "Very well, Sir." Alfred goes back to putting detergent into the washing machine.

With a long sigh, Bruce goes to find Tim before the thirteen-year-old goes off to school. He catches him just in time. "Tim, I need to tell you something before you go."

Tim turns around, sees Ko in Bruce's arms, and bounds over. "Hi Clark!" He uses one of his fingers to tickle Ko's stomach with a giggle. Tim finds it highly amusing that the baby is named after Clark yet Bruce is taking care of him. "Can I hold him?"

"If you sit on the couch." Tim runs over to the couch and Bruce sits beside him, handing Ko over. "His Kryptonian name is Ko. Clark came up with it."

"I can't wait until he gets a little older and then I can play with him." When Bruce first told Tim about Ko and how he would be adopting him, Tim was ecstatic that he was going to be a big brother. He kept saying that now he knows how Dick feels. Ko gurgles up at Tim and makes small cooing noises. "You and I are going to be unstoppable."

Bruce tries to hide his chuckle of amusement and he's glad when Tim doesn't pay it any attention. "Tim, what I needed to tell you is important." He waits until he has Tim's attention. The kid still looks down at Ko but Bruce knows he's listening. "Later today, Clark and I… uh, Superman Clark… will be going to the courthouse to… to…" Tim looks up at him with confusion. Bruce clears his throat. "To get married."

Tim jumps up from the couch with a loud whoop, making sure to hold Ko protectively in his arms. "Finally!"

"Finally?"

"Does this mean you two are going to tell other people that you're in love with each other?"

Bruce blinks, gaping. "What?"

"What? It's not like it isn't obvious." Tim sits back down, beaming at Ko.

Bruce can feel his whole face heating up even though he wishes it wouldn't. "Clark's not… we're not… I mean, I'm not… I'm not in love with Clark." Ko makes a loud sound. "Not you little one."

Tim is chuckling, either at Ko or Bruce, he isn't sure but he likes to believe it's at Ko. "Sure you aren't."

"I'm not," Bruce insists as Tim hands Ko back to him and stands. Tim smiles at him knowingly, walking away. "I'm not Tim."

"Uh huh."

"Just be at the courthouse after school. Alfred will give you the time," Bruce grumbles. Tim leaves the room with a loud laugh and Bruce glares at the doorway. When Ko makes a gurgling sound, Bruce looks down at him. "I'm not." Ko smiles up at him as if he doesn't agree.

...

Later that day, Bruce finally gets a hold of Dick. "Why weren't you answering your phone?"

There's a grumble and a yawn. "Late night… very late night."

"I don't even want to know what kind of late night you're talking about."

"Probably not. So what's up?" Bruce sighs into the receiver, rubbing at the bridge of his nose. He tells him the same thing as he told Tim earlier, guessing what will be coming next if Tim's reaction was anything to go by. "So… Superman and Batman are finally getting married and admitting their gay love for one another."

"Do you really have to say it like that?"

Dick is chuckling, the sound of crunching coming from the other line. He's probably eating cereal. "Sorry, I just find it funny that it took you two so long. I mean, you even had it shoved in your face with that alternate universe and, hell, now you're raising that alternate universe's Bruce and Clark's baby."

Bruce sighs. "I'm not in love with Clark, Dick. This is only happening because Clark wants to adopt Ko as well and this is the only way it'll work."

"Ko?"

"Baby Clark's Kryptonian name adult Clark came up with." There's silence on the other end except for a small wheezing sound. "What now?"

"It's just…" Dick sounds like he is barely holding it together. "It's just so sweet that Clark already came up with a Kryptonian name for him." He loses it then, laughing loudly. "You two are practically married already."

"Are you done?" Bruce asks.

Dick tries to catch his breath. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know this is a serious matter for the emotionally stunted Batman." Bruce growls into the phone and Dick chuckles. "But seriously, Bruce, if you really want to lie to yourself about your feelings towards Clark then fine, but he does love you back you know. Anyone can see it."

Bruce thinks back to Clark's rejection of his marriage proposal yesterday and then how he said today that he wants a divorce as soon as possible. "No he's not Dick." He leaves it at that, not bothering to counter the whole him being in love with Clark because he's not, and Dick sighs heavily.

"Okay Bruce, whatever," Dick says. "So what time should I be at the courthouse?"

"Three. Clark will be getting out of work early and Tim will be getting out of school at his regular time. Do you think you can pick him up? I need to make arrangements for Ko to stay with someone because Alfred will be coming as well," Bruce says.

"Sure, I'll have to leave work early too, but I'll just say it's a family emergency." Bruce hears more crunching. "Actually, it's already so late in the morning that I just won't go in at all, call in sick." Bruce isn't really sure if it works that way but he says nothing. "I'm assuming you want this to stay on the down low?"

"Yes."

"Alright then, I'll see you later love bat." The dial tone is yelling in his ear before Bruce can retort.

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A/N: Love Bat is in reference to the saying love birds.

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