[Justice League] Unobtainable - BatFlash ficlet
a/n: This is just a ficlet, a little idea that struck me whilst listening to my mp3 player on shuffle. I dedicate this to and blame it entirely on azardarkstar, who has made me intrigued with this pairing. I have another one in progress. Enjoy!
Title: Unobtainable
Continuity: Justice League Animated-ish
Pairings/Characters: onesided BatFlash
Sometimes, when he's taken a quick stroll around Central City and found everything safe and sound, Flash takes a little detour to Gotham.
He races through the dark streets, feeling painfully obvious and out of place in his bright costume. His exuberance doesn't match the gloomy atmosphere. To each city its own hero, he supposes.
He never tells Bats about his visits. He suspects he doesn't need to since Batman has like the all-seeing eye or something. Seriously. Bats always knows everything. He can't possibly be missing the bright red blur coasting through his city.
Anyway. Flash doesn't visit to help Batman out because Bats doesn't need help. He disdains it actually. Gets all huffy if you imply he can't do it on his own. That's Superman's biggest mistake, actually, all the time assuming that because he offered it, Batman will automatically take the help. He doesn't get Bats at all.
Flash doesn't come to Gotham for the friendly atmosphere either.
He comes because sometimes, if he's lucky, he can watch the master at work. He can watch Batman terrorize the criminal underground and indulge the wash of heat that engulfs him during his observations.
Batman, to Flash, is the unobtainable that he wants to obtain so very badly. They're an ill match, he knows, for far too many reasons. Most of which being that not only are they both men, but more that Batman would never give Flash a second glance. He never gives anyone a second glance, except maybe Diana, but who hasn't? She deserves numerous glances.
Despite knowing the impossibility of his little crush ever bearing fruit, Flash can't help himself. He watches and he admires and he imagines. He thinks of what it would be like to taste that darkness just once.
Dark and sweet and bitter maybe. Like a sea salt caramel. Oh, so good.
He imagines what it might be like to be the focus of all that intensity. Hearing Batman whisper to him in that dark, deep voice. Feeling the strength of fingers forged from hours and hours of physical training rather than some special gift or otherwordly inheritance.
The thoughts make him shudder, make his costume uncomfortably tight, and he finds himself racing back home again. His fantasies are fueled for another night.
Flash isn't proud of himself. And one day, he's sure Batman is going to connect all the right dots. He can't seem to help himself however. He's so very weak to this temptation, and doesn't have what it takes to make himself stop.
If only, he keeps telling himself. If only.
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a/n: I still like SuperBat but BatFlash is growing on me. I intend to make a genuine attempt at it one day. Until then, I'll fill the time with ficlets.
Hope you liked!
This entry was originally posted at http://dracoqueen22.dreamwidth.org/185340.html. Feel free to comment wherever you find most convenient.
Title: Unobtainable
Continuity: Justice League Animated-ish
Pairings/Characters: onesided BatFlash
Sometimes, when he's taken a quick stroll around Central City and found everything safe and sound, Flash takes a little detour to Gotham.
He races through the dark streets, feeling painfully obvious and out of place in his bright costume. His exuberance doesn't match the gloomy atmosphere. To each city its own hero, he supposes.
He never tells Bats about his visits. He suspects he doesn't need to since Batman has like the all-seeing eye or something. Seriously. Bats always knows everything. He can't possibly be missing the bright red blur coasting through his city.
Anyway. Flash doesn't visit to help Batman out because Bats doesn't need help. He disdains it actually. Gets all huffy if you imply he can't do it on his own. That's Superman's biggest mistake, actually, all the time assuming that because he offered it, Batman will automatically take the help. He doesn't get Bats at all.
Flash doesn't come to Gotham for the friendly atmosphere either.
He comes because sometimes, if he's lucky, he can watch the master at work. He can watch Batman terrorize the criminal underground and indulge the wash of heat that engulfs him during his observations.
Batman, to Flash, is the unobtainable that he wants to obtain so very badly. They're an ill match, he knows, for far too many reasons. Most of which being that not only are they both men, but more that Batman would never give Flash a second glance. He never gives anyone a second glance, except maybe Diana, but who hasn't? She deserves numerous glances.
Despite knowing the impossibility of his little crush ever bearing fruit, Flash can't help himself. He watches and he admires and he imagines. He thinks of what it would be like to taste that darkness just once.
Dark and sweet and bitter maybe. Like a sea salt caramel. Oh, so good.
He imagines what it might be like to be the focus of all that intensity. Hearing Batman whisper to him in that dark, deep voice. Feeling the strength of fingers forged from hours and hours of physical training rather than some special gift or otherwordly inheritance.
The thoughts make him shudder, make his costume uncomfortably tight, and he finds himself racing back home again. His fantasies are fueled for another night.
Flash isn't proud of himself. And one day, he's sure Batman is going to connect all the right dots. He can't seem to help himself however. He's so very weak to this temptation, and doesn't have what it takes to make himself stop.
If only, he keeps telling himself. If only.
****
a/n: I still like SuperBat but BatFlash is growing on me. I intend to make a genuine attempt at it one day. Until then, I'll fill the time with ficlets.
Hope you liked!
This entry was originally posted at http://dracoqueen22.dreamwidth.org/185340.html. Feel free to comment wherever you find most convenient.