A Heart Of Kryptonite

Rose

You put the details into your emails getting ready to brace yourself for the work ahead. Luckily for you the WiFi connections within Wayne Industries were decent which made the day more bearable. 

To put it politely, Gotham wasn't the top of anyone's holiday list. Though, you only saw the bright side of things working at Wayne Industries. Walking past news stands and seeing headlines like 'Not Now, Nygma!' always seemed fake to you, but you were aware that bad men existed. When you drove from your home in Metropolis into the streets of Gotham; the increase in crime rates became apparent.

"I'm so sorry for blowing you out," you heard someone behind you. You spun around in your chair to see your favourite brunette. She was wearing a black tank top and skirt with a orange blazer on top. Like the colours of Lexcorp. 

"It's fine, really. I only asked because I know you have no friends." You poked your tongue out at her and she did a dramatic gasp. She strolled over and sat on your desk like she always did.

"So. How did it go? Did Bruce have really nice back muscles? Did you dance? Tell me everything," she shook your shoulders in excitement. It was a cute gesture but you almost felt dizzy at the force. 

"First of all, I wasn't a creep and touched him everywhere. No, in fact I kind of only saw him on the way there. We just had different interests at the party, though the news begs to differ. Claiming I did all that - and slept with him - to help secure my job. Anyway, so get this. I was admiring all the dresses and people from different work places when he comes up behind me. He just starts talking to me, praising me for everything I do. Bruce never does that! About the highest praise I get from him is 'go do more work' not even a please or thank you. So even if my conversation with him was brief - I really liked him. I regret most of the stuff I said about him."

You spoke so fast that you weren't sure if Rose even caught onto a single word you said. 

"Who is he?" She cocked her head to the side.

You paused. The man who you'd spent most of your work years hating was now the one who you spoke about like a God. 

"Lex Luthor." His golden hair flashed before your eyes as you spoke. The small chuckle he did when you were being awkward made you bow your head smile a little. It was pathetic, you were a grown professional lady and that man could melt your heart in a matter of words. Whipping your head back up too look at Rose, she had a big fat grin on her face.

"(Y/N)'s got a crush," she teased. Her voice was loud and she slid of the desk to twirl around the room while chanting. 

"Rose no!" You launched towards her to try and cover her mouth before anyone heard. If you lost your job now because of your acquaintance with Mr. Luthor would be to loose everything. It wasn't even true...

But then again it was. There was an element to him that was just so magnetising; infatuating, however, was a different circumstance. 

"So all this time, all this 'hate' you gave him, it was just you channelling your love for him? I can see it now. Mini Lex-(Y/N) children with blonde hair and your eyes," she cackled. Finally you caught up to her and covered her mouth with your hand but the pair of you were giggling like children.

"We're friends, ok? Nothing more, nothing less." You whispered, "Now shoo! Don't you have more important things to be doing rather than pestering me?"

You pushed her out your office and closed the door. 

Even if she was gone her chants still echoed in your head. (Y/N)'s got a crush! (Y/N)'s got a crush! It was humorous, how this whole situation was a direct link to playground dramas. Back then, those were the things that kept you up at night but then we could still apply this today.