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"Well, are you rested enough to head home?" Superman asks before the door to the rooftop is thrown open and a herd of reporters start flooding the area, camera flashes, microphones are being thrusted at your face and questions started coming fast.

"What are you doing flying with superman? Has Lois Lane been replaced? How long have you been seeing superman? What is your relationship like?"

"Please Stop for a minute!" Superman's voice interrupts the cacophony of sounds, "I am returning miss (yn) to her home after an attack at the Universal Heroic Park this afternoon, we are simply friends, just as I am a friend of Lois Lane who is also another reporter from the Daily Planet and that is all."

Before you can protest Superman has wrapped his hands around you waist and pushes off, leaving the mess of reporters screaming on the rooftop as you soar through the the sky,
"better the second time?" He asked with a grin.
"Maybe?"

"I think you're starting to get the hang of this," he encourages.

You simply just grab onto him tighter,
the last thing you want is to fall, you hated the feeling of free fall.

"Where is your residence?" Superman interrupts your thoughts.
"152 West White Way, Downtown."

"I know it well," superman smiles, "we should be there in about 5 minutes."

"This is the best commute I've ever taken," you laugh.

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When your apartment comes to view, Superman lands on your balcony and opens the sliding door for you, you thank him and enter your apartment, turning off the alarm and putting away your purse.

"Will you be alright? You did get quite a shock back at the park."

"I'm sure I'll be fine," you smile.
"Oh my god the park! Clark what about Clark?"

Superman laughs, "no need to worry, I'm sure he has been informed of the incident and is probably heading back to the Daily Planet as we speak."

You nod, of course Clark would have heard with the press and the crowd, he would have known something was up, you start shivering as you wrap your arms around yourself.

"You're cold," air travel can be chilling, the atmosphere and the wind isn't conductive to wearing t-shirts and skirts, "can I get you a sweater?" Superman asks.

"Thank you, there should be one on my bed," you instruct as you go get yourself a glass of water, half way through pouring the water you realize what your room looks like,
"oh no!" You gasp as you run to the room but it's too late, Superman is standing in the center of your bedroom with a large grin on his face.

"I see you're a fan." He muses

You look at your room, superman posters on the wall, red and blue pillows on your bed and a cute plush superman doll sitting on your pillow smiling back at you.
Your face turns bright red.