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Clark was waiting for his UBER near the bus stop. His leg is experiencing the so-called, "Anxious leg bounce" right now ( That's what the expert says)
His patience is running out. But as a wise man who listened to his mother's advice, he tried his best to calm down. Since the weather isn't family friendly recently, many vehicles had turned into snails.
The thoughts of Bruce Wayne are keep playing in his mind. His heart is racing with an excitement, like a little kid who was waiting for their birthday in the next day, "I can't believe I got invited by a famous person in the whole America.." He talked to himself, "While people out there daydreaming about it. I think I'm one of the 4% out of millions who got this kind of opportunity"
After blabbing about it for a while, the driver has finally arrived. Clark rushed inside the car and sighed silently. He felt relieved that his time is over.
Unexpectedly, the driver seems to understand what he feels, "Sorry for waiting, bud. I just had a rough time driving in this winter." Clark smiled and quickly reassured him, "Oh, that's okay, Sir. I understand about it." The driver nodded at him. Then without further ado, he starts the engine and runs the car.
Honestly, this is not like his usual self that he ordered them. But it's not his first time, too. Clark just want to save some money by taking a bus. He's hardly ever taking an UBER. But because he got bored of it, he tried other ways.
There was silence in the car at first. Clark was listening to the music with his airpods on. But the driver breaks the atmosphere, "So, uhhh, kid." Clark immediately switch his attention to the old man, "Yes, Sir?"
"Are you want to go to this residence?" His question makes Clark surprised. Clark response was a big YES, and his reaction is the same as Clark but more, "Holy crap, kid! You are going to meet Bruce Wayne?!"
Clark nodded again, "THAT'S INSANE!" and Clark doesn't seem surprised about it. Many people knew him after all.
The driver asked him again, "But hey, what's your relation to him, by the way?" Clark gave him an honest answer, even in the inside he was shy, "Uhh, I'm his friend"
But things changed as the driver gave him an odd expression. The old man frowned, "Friend, huh? You sure about that, kid?" Clark frowned, confused towards his behaviour, "W-what do you mean?" He groaned and rolled his eyes, "It seems you never heard about those ' rumours', eh?" Clark was shocked.
He ever had a background check of Bruce before. But he never thought that he missed one. To recheck his thoughts, he asked him back, "What is it?"
"Woah, Kid. Have you ever heard the rumours of him that he ever had a fling with multiple men and women?" Suddenly, Clark's heart stopped at that moment, and his world has turned into grey.
He never heard about this before, fuck this, "Is that true?" he seems denial at first. How fucked up that is that the person you admire, did such a worse thing beyond human morals before.
"Of course it is, kid! He ever did that with some aristocrats before. I believe he picked them in the Gala's!" Clark was too stunned to speak.
His soul and heart are screaming right now. But at the same time he was too motivated to dig these information, as if there was something that push him to go deeper," If you know, can you tell me who they are? The person that he ever had a fling with? "
The old man went silent for a while, thinking. Then, he came up with an another tea, "So far that I ever heard was Talia Al' Ghul" Clark frowned. That name sounds foreign to him, "Uhh, I never heard about her before. Isn't she famous?"
"Maybe, I guess? I don't know! But Bruce confirmed that he ever had a relationship with her before." Clark nod understandingly.
After a brief silence, again, the driver make a move, "So, are you really his friend, or uhh.." Clark immediately cut it. He was blushing, "I- NO! I'm just his friend, okay!" His scream at first, has made the old man shocked.
Clark felt bad, "I-I'm sorry, I- I didn't mean too, Sir." He buried his face and fixed his eyeglasses, submitting on him.
But the driver chuckled at him, leaving Clark with a confusion on his face, "Sir, is that something funny?"
He shrugged, "Nah, Kid. That's okay! You do had a crush on him, don't you?" the old man smirked.
Shit, Clark feels like he wants to punch the air right now, or leave the car immediately. He just got caught, "I- uhhh.." Then, he sighed, felt defeated, "Well, yeah. Sorta.." While he avoid an eye contact from him, just to hide his red-pinkish face by looking at the window.
The old man chuckled, "That's okay, kiddo. Try to make a move on him. Since you know, this is your opportunity!" He winked at him. Clark was getting embarrassed with himself.
Imagine your secret got exposed by strangers due to how clumsy you are, "Y-Yeah... One day I will try."
He groaned, felt a lil bit tired of him, "Why 'one day'? Do it now, you stupid! You don't want someone to steal Bruce before you, right?! " Clark sighed. He realized that the old man spoke real fact here, "Y-yeah, I'll try later. J-Just pray for me it will end happily..."
He smiled, "Of course, for my dear customer! " Clark felt relieved. But he also believe that his driver will tell this news to his friends, and his families that he got a best customer today—After he arrived at home."
After several hours. They have arrived at the main gate. The security questioned them with a cautious look on their gaze. Clark answered it all without hestitance.
But Clark knows that the securities had gone through so much pain. They seem aware with visitors. Maybe because Bruce's paparazzi's tires them, and they have to deal with it almost every single day, no matter what.
The houses in this residence are mostly mansions, both of them had a modern and victorian exterior designs. They have their own garden, with a shaped trimmed trees.
Clark believed that they also have a large field behind to play golf or horse-riding. Some of their luxurious vehicles were parked outside.
Clark was in awe. He knows that it's quite impossible for him to reach this higher caste. But if he had an amount of money like them, he would invite his parents to stay with him, and help other people if needed.
Finally, Clark has arrived at the Wayne's manor. The gate opened automatically as if the security knew about his arrival. The driver stopped the car and Clark went outside.
He was still amazed with how rich Bruce is. He's probably the same rich as Jeff Bezoz, "Alright, Kid. Have fun with the Wayne's!" Clark smiled at him, "Thank you for the ride, Sir! Please, be careful on your way" The driver tipped his hat, "I will, kid!" After that he left
Clark walked to the stairs as careful as he can. But it was useless as he almost got slipped on it.
Thankfully, his instinct acts fast. So he gripped into the bars and stay on balance.
He panted. His heart was beating fast that his life flashed right in front of him. But nothing scared him more than get jumpscared by a butler who came out all of the sudden without his knowledge, "What are you doing here, sir?" he asked.
Clark was so done. He got caught twice in one day, with a fricking stranger, "I-I was looking for Bruce.." He explained it akwardly with an embarassment, (Clark usually had a hard time socializing with anyone, so he's an introvert) "I'm his-"
"Yes, I know. Master Bruce informed me that he invite someone named, Clark Kent" The butler cuts him.
His face seems punchable to Clark." How can Bruce hire someone who was pretty annoying?" He thought. Clark forced his smile, "Oh, okay then mr... Uh.. M.r.." He looked at his name pin, "Alfred Pennyworth.."
Alfred nod, "Come in, sir." Clark immediately walked inside the mansion, and yes, it was luxurious. He felt like he was in Versailles right now.
Every interior must be hella expensive, even the smallest thing. Clark was amazed with it. But he tried to be careful not to mess things around, "Alright, sir. Please have a seat." Clark immediately sat at the couch, "I'll inform your arrival to Master Bruce." Hearing that makes his heart beats louder and faster. But because he don't want to get exposed again, he decided to hold himself from his excitement.
The couch was quite comfortable, and it feels like heaven. So he leaned his back to it and crossed his legs, while he still look around.
His leg is bouncing again. It irritates him, "God, calm down, Clark. You look like a fucking teenager.." he talked to himself.
After a couple of minutes, his crush, his love of his life, has finally appeared. Bruce was walking on stairs towards him, with his homey-black sweater, long pants, and flip flop (Average rich dad outift) He also hold a cup of coffee on his hand, "Hello, Clark." he smiled.
Clark gulped. His hands were suddenly shaking, but he hold it by grip on it hard, "Hello, Bruce.."