Superbat coffee shop AU

Clark POV

Clark had never believe in love at first sign

It - to him - is a myth, unreal and uncertain. He used to read those books with "love at first sign" plot where the main character would do anything and everything for that "special person". he used to imagine his "the right one": how they would met, how their first conversation would be like, how their eyes met each other and know "that is the one". But, it is just that "used to", past tense.

He grown up, he love and be loved, meeting new people and come to know them. He grown out of his childhood fantasy
for Clark, love would be getting to know a person, because everyone is unique and you can never understand them fully from a few meeting. He meet someone he feel appearing, maybe ask them for a date. Then if things work out, they continue; If not, they stop. And it make things easier and less painful. It doesn’t mean that his past relationships didn’t end in a painful note sometimes, but at least they could meet on the street with out the bitter feeling remain in their heart. He has never felt attracted to some one he just meet in an instance.

His heart near stop when he see the man standing in his shop.

He stood there likes a fool, and before his limbs catch up to his brain, his body already gravitas toward the man. He want to be near that person, to be notice by this stranger. But, at the same time, he doesn't want to appear to be eager and scared the said man away. Unconsciously, his shoes echoes on the floor, announce his existence. Then, the man turn around and their eyes meet in mid air. Cobalt again his alien too bright blue .

Clark almost fall face fit to the ground.

At that fragment of a second, Clark think his brain has stop working, his face heat up. He doesn't want the other man's first impression of him as a clumsy idiot who can't stand his ground, he want this man to look at him and see some one worth loving, someone those sad blue eyes can told all its doubts and sorrows, for their hearts to beat the same rhythm as his is right now, fast, uncontrollable.

He take a glimpse at the other man again, and can’t help but notice the faint scar pocking out from the collar, the way this man prefer one side when standing or the look of wariness like an wounded animal. This, this is a man that have many story held deep inside his psyche, complexity and intelligent, proud and passionate. Clark secretly take a deep  breath to gain back his compose, he think he is screwed.

End