SteampunkMaster

Batman/joker. The Joke Bruce was almost asleep, long years of night-time acrobatics making slumber at any time difficult. He didn’t mind, if he was awake, he could look. His eyes had been closed, and on opening them, there was nothing but darkness. That was fine, for those seconds he was able to feel. Feel a strong heartbeat in his chest, matched only by the one pressed close to him. It was warm, warmer than you’d expect from such pale skin, but so still it was hard to believe the body beside him was alive. His eyes finally adjusted, and he stared down in near wonderment at the face below. They had fought in the rain, and the nor