“Bruce scoffed. ‘Of course…’ He reached for Tony’s shirt as well, fingers fumbling and clumsy, and he giggled again. ‘I always liked that glow. Your reactor.’ He pecked a sloppy kiss on the side of Tony’s mouth before he continued, ‘It’s beautiful.’”
//One of my favourite pieces :)
Mostly ‘cause I have a headcanon about Bruce’s fear of the dark/nightmares..
