nightlife: ( commission / dnt pls ) (0060)
faithful. ([personal profile] nightlife) wrote 2021-03-26 10:00 pm (UTC)

The feeling of the dream (if that's what it is) paints misery over him, and it's compounded by nauseating helplessness. There was no intent, no thought at all, behind lashing out, but he's not sure if that makes it better. Awfulness beginning to seep into the waking world without his say-so.

Bruce looks at him for a while. Considering, but something about it feels heavier than his usual assessing stare.

He flexes his fingers in Clark's hands, as if returning the grip. Gaze slides over the lake, watching the dark water subtly churn, glinting oncoming daylight.

Bruce had resolved not to tell him about any of this. It's so horrific, and part of him still thinks it has a good chance of being nothing more than a product of some kind of ingrained fear of Superman. (Those early dreams had been so charged in a certain way. Hypersexual even in their violence. Bruce isn't stupid.) But he has discussed it in abstract with Diana, enough that she's conceded she wishes she had listened to him about his feeling, back when he'd first told her had one.

If he lies now, what happens later?

"A long time ago I had a dream about Barry Allen," he says, still looking at the water. "Before I knew who he was. Before I had seen him on surveillance footage. He had come from the future to give me a warning. But I knew what he was talking about, because I'd been seeing that future in other dreams, ever since I first saw you."

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