Fic: Sunshine And Shadow (1/1)
Title: Sunshine And Shadow (1/1)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Genre: Romance
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Sunshine and Shadow: Yin and Yang.
Date Of Completion: February 15, 2020
Date Of Posting: March 20, 2020
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 204
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
The bedroom was dark, shrouded in black: back sheets, black pillowcases and black drapes. The furniture was heavy black walnut, weighted down by generations of use. It was a fitting room for Bruce Wayne, aka the Bat.
Clark Kent lay beside the Master of the Manor, holding him close as Bruce slept. The darkness suited his lover. Bruce felt most comfortable in the shadows, welcoming the cover as safety and strategy.
Other people considered their romance an oddity, a mismatch, a meeting of total opposites. Sunshine was Clark’s joy, gifting him with his powers. He had welcomed sunshine back on the farm as the warm rays grew fruits and vegetables and nurtured trees and soil.
Clark smiled, lightly kissing his partner’s silky hair. He was gently coaxing Bruce out into the light these days. Oh, he blinked and grumbled, but he was learning to appreciate a day in the sun.
And it wasn’t a bad idea for Clark to seek the shade once in awhile. A star that burned bright and fast often burned out, period. A little shade was a good thing now and then.
Clark settled down to sleep, Bruce moving closer as he slumbered peacefully in the arms of his lover.
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Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce
Genre: Romance
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Sunshine and Shadow: Yin and Yang.
Date Of Completion: February 15, 2020
Date Of Posting: March 20, 2020
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 204
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
The bedroom was dark, shrouded in black: back sheets, black pillowcases and black drapes. The furniture was heavy black walnut, weighted down by generations of use. It was a fitting room for Bruce Wayne, aka the Bat.
Clark Kent lay beside the Master of the Manor, holding him close as Bruce slept. The darkness suited his lover. Bruce felt most comfortable in the shadows, welcoming the cover as safety and strategy.
Other people considered their romance an oddity, a mismatch, a meeting of total opposites. Sunshine was Clark’s joy, gifting him with his powers. He had welcomed sunshine back on the farm as the warm rays grew fruits and vegetables and nurtured trees and soil.
Clark smiled, lightly kissing his partner’s silky hair. He was gently coaxing Bruce out into the light these days. Oh, he blinked and grumbled, but he was learning to appreciate a day in the sun.
And it wasn’t a bad idea for Clark to seek the shade once in awhile. A star that burned bright and fast often burned out, period. A little shade was a good thing now and then.
Clark settled down to sleep, Bruce moving closer as he slumbered peacefully in the arms of his lover.
reliablecounter blog
This story can also be read on AO3
This entry has been cross-posted from Dreamwidth. Comment on either entry as you wish. :)