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Title: Babylove
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I don't own the DC characters
Prompt: Bruce and/or Clark feeling the baby kick?
A.N: Set after Oh Baby & Triple Scoop but before Family. Not beta'd.
For Batfan_Sarah.
His eyes sweep distractedly over the grainy figure captured on paper held in his left hand, the semi-darkness of the Watchtower’s infirmary making it even more distorted, while his other hand hovers over the swell of Clark’s stomach, hesitant and unsure.
Bruce had been sitting in one of the infirmary’s hard metal chairs for over two hours, occasionally shifting to find a more comfortable position just watching the slow rise and fall of Clark’s chest as he slept peacefully.
Clark seemed to be sleeping more and more as the days past but today had been especially taxing, with a battery of tests being run by J’onn to ensure both the health of child and…mother.
Throwing his shoulders back Bruce takes a deep steadying breath before lowering his hand to rest on the exposed flesh. Relaxing, Bruce presses down with a gentle firmness, his tongue creeping out to wet his suddenly dry lips.
A slight pressure to his palm makes Bruce jerk back and stare in shock. Trying his best to calm his shaky nerves he re-settles his hand, waiting one, two, three beats. Something indescribable overcomes him, and with eyes fluttering Bruce continues to feel his baby kick for the time.
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I don't own the DC characters
Prompt: Bruce and/or Clark feeling the baby kick?
A.N: Set after Oh Baby & Triple Scoop but before Family. Not beta'd.
For Batfan_Sarah.
His eyes sweep distractedly over the grainy figure captured on paper held in his left hand, the semi-darkness of the Watchtower’s infirmary making it even more distorted, while his other hand hovers over the swell of Clark’s stomach, hesitant and unsure.
Bruce had been sitting in one of the infirmary’s hard metal chairs for over two hours, occasionally shifting to find a more comfortable position just watching the slow rise and fall of Clark’s chest as he slept peacefully.
Clark seemed to be sleeping more and more as the days past but today had been especially taxing, with a battery of tests being run by J’onn to ensure both the health of child and…mother.
Throwing his shoulders back Bruce takes a deep steadying breath before lowering his hand to rest on the exposed flesh. Relaxing, Bruce presses down with a gentle firmness, his tongue creeping out to wet his suddenly dry lips.
A slight pressure to his palm makes Bruce jerk back and stare in shock. Trying his best to calm his shaky nerves he re-settles his hand, waiting one, two, three beats. Something indescribable overcomes him, and with eyes fluttering Bruce continues to feel his baby kick for the time.
