And obviously, Bruce and Clark need to sleep together. Then they can comfort each other through these night terrors.
...What? Why is everyone looking at me like that?
timemonkey replies with
Clark: We both need it.
Bruce: *sigh* Fine, but I have kryptonite under the bed so if you hog the covers you will pay.
The whole thread is worth a read, it also involves mocking of grade schoolers, and shiny, shiny Robin thighs.