Superheroes One-Shots and Short Stories (Marvel and DC)

DC: Little Green Lies - Parts 1, 2 & 3

Author: The madness in me

Platform: Fanfiction.net

DC

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"It's a photo of my boyfriend." Hal declared. "He sent me it to keep me warm on those long cold nights when I'm away." "Bruce Wayne is your boyfriend?" Batman asked incredulously. "I don't think that's true." Hal felt a wave of irrational anger. "You don't think I'm good enough to attract a gorgeous billionaire? Is that it?"

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Part 1

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Like many things in life, it was Oliver's fault.

"Fuck Bruce Wayne!" the sharpshooter declared, storming into the common room, one quiet afternoon aboard the Watchtower.

"Fuck who now?" Hal inquired, mildly amused by his friend's very intense look of rage.

Oliver ground his teeth, flopping down on the couch opposite the Lantern. "Bruce Wayne. He's a...friend of mine."

"And you want to fuck him?"

"God no!"

The look of scandalized horror on his face was priceless.

"He's another billionaire." Oliver explained. "That's how I met him. Same circles and all that. Not exactly the same since I'm from Star City and he's from Gotham...actually like unofficial Gotham royalty really, but we went to school together although we didn't talk much until recently when..." he paused, looking conflicted then shook his head. "Never mind...the point is every year there is this...stupid competition..."

Hal made a 'go-on' gesture when Oliver paused for just a little too long and watched his friend groan in distress and embarrassment.

"There's this stupid competition okay. World's most eligible bachelors. It's just a silly thing where rich unmarried guys send in photos of themselves and then there's a vote where they are rated in order of attractiveness. It's superficial and cheesy and no on even takes it seriously."

Hal was getting the distinct impression Oliver took it seriously. "And I'm guessing you didn't win?" he teased.

"Shut up...I just...look..." Oliver pulled a very sleek looking phone out of his pocket and began flicking through photographs holding the device up for Hal to see. "This is the photo I submitted."

Lantern glanced over the image letting out a supportive whistle. "Wow Arrow. Looking good."

He did look good. With the fitted suit and confident yet casual pose the photo could have come straight out of a catalogue.

The other man smiled, his face flushed with pride before darkening again as he took the phone back and flicked to another photo.

"And this is the one Bruce submitted."

Hal had to close his eyes a second to recalibrate before opening them again and...yep it was still there...hot damn...

"Hot damn."

Shit, did he say that out loud?

"God damn it!" Oliver shouted dramatically throwing himself face down onto the cushioned seat like a maiden in a renaissance painting as Hal plucked the phone out of his hand to get a better look.

Any compassion Hal might have for his friend was going to have to wait.

Dear Lord this man was attractive!

Much like Oliver, Bruce was wearing what was most likely a very expensive suit. Or at least part of one. If what Hal was looking at could really be described as 'wearing'.