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    Clark can't believe how he acted under cuddle pollen, and now Bruce is ignoring him.

    Clark goes after his man!

    *This work is the second part of a series, but can be read as a standalone

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  2. Public Bookmark 45

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    Clark gets hit by cuddle pollen. He goes to Bruce.

    That's it. That's the whole fic

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    Alfred worries about leaving, until Clark Kent arrives.

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    Bruce's hair is getting too long.

    So Ma Kent cuts it for him.

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    “...You’re not gonna stab me with that pencil, are you?”

    Clark’s voice cuts through the quiet, warm with something like amusement. He reaches out on instinct, fingers gently curling around Bruce’s pencil-wielding wrist, stilling him.

    Bruce doesn’t even flinch. Clark touches him with a kind of familiarity that he's never experienced before and it's... nice. Clark's touch doesn't jolt him like the others' do. Doesn't make his skin grow cold or his shoulders tense. And Bruce would never admit it out loud, but some days he only feels human when Clark is touching him.

    “It’s not a pencil,” Bruce says flatly. “It’s eyeliner.”

    A beat.

    “Besides,” Bruce adds, finally risking a glance at him. “I saw you swallow a bullet yesterday.”

     

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    Bruce does Clark’s eyeliner.

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