Bruce woke up in a bed, he assumed that he passed out again. Clark was in the kitchen making grilled cheese and steam was everywhere. Bruce tries to get closer to Clark but it was to hard to see and he ended up tripping. He hit his chin on the tiled floor and the thud sound scared Clark a little.
"Holy crap are you ok?" Clark says rushing over to Bruce disregarding the grilled cheese.
"I'm ok, but why are you making grilled cheese for breakfast?" Bruce says putting his arm around Clark's shoulders to get up.
"It's lunch." Clark says trying to hold in his snarky laugh.
"Oh." Bruce musters and begins to blush once more.
"You know about yesterday, it's just the kryptonite speaking for the both of us. The fewling will go away one day." Clark adds on going back to the grilled cheese.
"I know but it wouldn't be good for the team either way." Bruce replies as he sits down at the table.
"What if it's a curse?"
"Curse or not it can jeopardize us as heros. Besides you need to come clean with Lois."
"She actually texted me saying we're through and I'm not honest with work or feelings..." Clark held his phone up showing the text from Lois. Bruce saw the sadness in Clark's eyes and the glycining highlights inide of them. He leans over and Kal steals a kiss.
"No!" Bruce yelled pushing Clark away.
"Sorry! It was impulsive.." Clarked yelled back.
"Impulsive or not Kal it's bad!"
Clark would keep insisting for a while to try and tell Bruce that it may be like some trashy Hallmark movie plot where they would need to kiss to unleash the curse. It was a stupid little excuse and Bruce was not buying it however, Bruce still felt the effects of the kryptonite in his head. It would baffle him constantly and make him wonder if he felt the same thing Clark feels.
"I'll ask Zatanna about it, see if it's cursed or not." Bruce interupts Clark's blabbing and pulls out his phone to call her.
"Hey what's up?" Zantanna answers.
"About the kryptonite, does it have a curse on it like the magic k? Because I feel weird too." Bruce whispers.
"I looked into it, It's a weird strand of kryptonite for sure but all we know is that Metallo had it. Interrogate him or something because it doesn't have anything magic realated."
"Ok" Bruce hangs up and tells Clark about it.
The two sit for a while on the couch in silence, they were thinking. Thinking about eachother maybe. Thinking about dinner? Who knows but Bruce broke the silence. "When can I get my suit back?"
"I don't want you to go, I like your company." Clark stated.
"I need to get back to Gotham, and you need to get back to Metropolis." Bruce debated.
"We're in Metropolis?" Clark said confused.
It was besides the point but they talked for a little longer. Then the impulsive thoughts got louder and louder- they both got closer and closer to eachother. Clark softly slides his hand across Bruce's face and they lean in for a kiss. It was platonic right? This won't be a long term thing but for that moment they really wanted it to be. Clark moved his arms onto Bruce's shoulders and Bruce pushed on Clark's chest making the two lay down on the couch. That was when the kissing stopped, when Bruce realized he was on top of his coworker.
"Holy shit I'm sorry!" Bruce jumped. Superman just snapped back to reality as well.
"I shouldn't have- I mean, I encouraged it." Clark yelled in embarrassment.
"Where's my suit." Bruce asked trying to get out of this awkward situation.
"Just a little longer please! You're kids are already on patrol, they know where you are, and they'll call you when you're needed!" Clark proclaimed.
Bruce grabbed out his phone and saw one text from Dick, therefore made Clark's claims correct. As frustrated as he is, the effects of the kryptonite still stayed. He also realized that he wasn't neevous anymore and he wasn't throwing up which lights up an idea in Bruce's head. The idea was just saying he wasn't sick anymore and get his suit back.
"Clark!" Bruce yelled from the top of the loft.
"What?" Clark replied from downstairs.
"Can I have my suit back? I'm not sick anymore." Bruce asked.
Clark pouted in dismay, he was still very clingy to Batman and wanted to keep him there. Then an idea struck Clark- "Ok! Will you fly with me because it's not here." Clark lied.
