#brukyuk

[oldest49dream]

What if I started shipping the two unrelated characters that swim in my brain then what if I invented #bruhyuk tag then what If I started writing fics about them but I have zero knowledge in writing so it'll be so bad and cringe af but who really cares I love them and they're kissing you can't take that away from me

[oldest49dream]

Batman/yjh nmls au part2

Two months gone by yoo joonghyuk and batgirl got to defend their district. Two months into his agreement with the batgirl. three months when all connections with the outside world got severed. Food was running short and they found it hard to keep their subordinates on track.

Batman is back or so he heard. That what she said three days ago. He haven't heard from her since. Walking away from their nightly guarding. Things are more under control now. But not really not when the city's still divided with Gotham's most wanted out there. Batman is back but it'd take more than one bat to issue fear on criminals heart and bring back hope that was forcibly removed from the city.

She's back but in another suit. She calls herself huntress and tells him about the church down the road. There's enough food and supply and children Mia's age. He's welcomed by the priest. Who looks too hopeful in a place that was half buried. He reminds him of a reliable back that was crouching to Mia's level. Handing her a lollipop by a shaking gloved hand. The same back that left after giving him the card that scorched his left pocket. It felt so wide and lonesome but comforting none the less.

It didn't take a long for the church to fall. Except it hasn't. Not really. Not in the way that it mattered. It's back and the priest is still holding on despite everything his smile is still warm. And he feels he needs to do more. He has to do more.

It's a a shivery freezing night. Where the howling winds accompanied with the glowing snow reflecting the full moon. Hadn't stopped criminals from rioting in this fallen city. He wonders if there's anything that ever will. Four or five scumbags aren't that hard to fight. Even with knifes and crowbars between their filthy hands. But he's protecting a young lady with his back to her, fighting being stabbed with bare hands. And the snowy breeze isn't helping keeping him in his feet.

He lets out a shaky breath swinging his fist, connecting to one's face. While trying to defend his weakened side. The lady screams as he receives another hit in his nearly broken forearm. Nearly because he's sure the coming hit will break it. But it never lands as black shadow sweeps from the peripheral of his blurred vision.

In no time at all he's face to face with the enigma he's been trying to understand for the past couple months. All the pain suddenly gather into his heart. All these lonely days he thought of him. He wanted him to be here so bad, for what exactly he doesn't know. Maybe he is just like everyone else who wanted to believe. To believe there'd always be hands to hold him before he falls. That all he has to do is to take the first punch in a losing fight. Because in a no man's city where all the world turned their back on this lonely secluded city. There'd always be him, the protector, the saviour, never losing hope in it nor its equally fallen people.

"you came" yoo joonghyuk whispers at the end of his breath. it wasn't quite a question nor a statement either. he inhaled a breath long enough that untied all the tightness of his swollen lung. it's been so long. it's been so hard. he thought he was abandoned again. but the man who decided to dedicate his life for this city is back. he can't help the bang of sadness on this reminder. batman nods.

he wishes he could stop the stinging at the corner of his eyes. but he's focused to quell the gravity pulling his hand. the center being, the bat's unkempt stubble. he could feel the phantom sensation of it under his palm.

he swallows and take a step back. anger and betrayal, unfounded, but there all the same, his mind equipped. he knows they shouldn't be washing over the relief of seeing his hope back.

"I could have handled them on my own" he says because pride and shame are one in his head again.

batman nods again. but takes a step closer. he puts a hand on his shoulder, and yoo joonghyuk couldn't fathom how could his hand be this warm in such a cold snowy night. "you did great job you can rest now" once the soothing stabilizing palm left his arm. he felt the stab on his stomach burn and ache. asking for his undivided attention. he stumbled, hand on his side. the worry on Batman's voice was the last thing he heard, fainting before he even hit the ground.

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Link for part 1

well I think this wraps it up(unless wanted to add more) It's not betaed nor revised. But I hope the three people enjoying this ship to enjoy<3

Also shout out to oomfie who made me finish it by encouraging my silly vision<3