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I’m watching the movie Chip n’ Dale: Rescue Rangers on Disney + and during one scene, Chip was walking down the street looking at spoof movie posters and this was one of them.

WARNING: Ehhhh rain? Hot pizza? 
Summary: So Clark and reader spend time together. Will something happen? Will Clark finally confess? Stay tune and find out!
Notes: Chapter update? Whaaaaaat. is this real? Have I finally got my depressed ass to write a semi decent chapter? 

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Chapter 8

LA Devotee - P!atd<– montage music cx I recommend listening while reading the beginning

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  He smiles at you and answers, “Sure. What do you want to do?”

You thought for a moment, where can we go? 
“Um, anywhere? I guess. It doesn’t matter to me I just don’t want to be home.”

He nods in understanding and turns to grab his bicycle. “Well hop on.” He then straddles his seat. You look at him, dumbfounded. “Wait, what?” You were caught off guard of by that.

He gestures to the handles of his bike with a nod. “Get on. I promise you won’t fall.” 

You stood there with a raised brow while eyeing the bike in uncertainy, not sure if he was serious. 
“Are you for real? Is that legal?” You ask.

He shrugs his shoulders. “I don’t know but I’m willing to find out.”

Unsure but excited you take a look around at the people before walking over to Clark’s bike and climbing onto the handles. He holds out his hand and you take it for support. 
“There you go.” He says; “Put your feet on the pegs.” 

You do as he says then he grabs hold of your waist and leans you back against his chest. You were flushed against him, feeling his warm breath down your neck.
 “I got you.” He speaks lowly. His mouth just mere centimeters from your ear. By now your cheeks were definitely a different shade and you were hoping he can’t see from where he’s at. 

“Alright here we go. Hold on.” He stands on the pedals as he pushes, making sure you were leaning back on him. Feeling his warmth made your heart flutter, this was fun. You were smiling and so was he as you passed people and the wind started to pick up. 

“Whoa! Clark! Hey!” You shouted, whole body tensed and trying to stay balanced.
 “I got you Y/n,” he says cooly with a smile, leaning forward more so you can use his shoulder to lean back on

You couldn’t believe what you were doing; here you were on the handle bars of Clark’s bike while he sped through downtown Metropolis during rush hour and both of you didn’t seem to care. Though people of all kinds, from having baby strollers to other cyclists, jump out of the way before you two could plummet into them.

“We’re gonna crash into something,” you yelled but it started to turn into a giggle as you were enjoying yourself not feeling any danger at all, it’s like Clark himself was your safe point.

 “I promise you we won’t,” he laughs back, enjoying seeing you smile and laugh. Just as he said that he didn’t notice that the street you two were headed towards had turned green and cars began to move through. 
 His eyes and yours went wide when you both were about to cross over the edge of the sidewalk until Clark braked hard sending you flying towards oncoming traffic.
  You panicked and closed your eyes, throwing your hands forward to break what ever will hit you but nothing did. Slowly your eyes open and you were still safely on the sidewalk, then you felt a warm arm wrapped around your middle. Your head turns to see Clark holding you against him and his bike thrown back a few feet from you two.

“I got you,” he whispers still holding you to him.

“How did you do that?” You ask, trying to figure out how he had time to jump off the bike, throw it to the side and manage to catch you even though you were sent flying.

“Adrenaline, I guess.” He shrugs his shoulders, shaking off how fast he was to save you. “Are you okay?” He asks 

You nod, still feeling shaken about the situation. “I’m good.” Your voice squeaked a little at the end. His eyes scan your face, making sure you were actually okay then he gave a guilty look. “Okay. I’m sorry about that. I wasn’t paying attention. It won’t happen again, ever.” 

Tucking your bangs behind your ear, you shake your head. “Don’t sweat. We’re both okay, that’s all that matters.” You smile at him so he knew that you meant it and once he did, both of you continued on foot to a unknown destination. 

You two were taking a stroll through the quiet side of the city, away from busy streets and crowded sidewalks. It was peaceful, the sun just started to set, leaving a warm glow of yellow and pink. The air was cool and the crickets began to chirp.

“So how’s life been? I haven’t seen you for awhile.” You point out to Clark. A small grin appears on his lips as he looks down at you; 
 “It’s been good. Just busy with work. You?”

You shrug. “Same as always only now I have to start applying for jobs in the city and get started on my life.” 

He agrees with a nod of his head. “Are you excited for graduation?”

“Yes!” You answer immediately with a enthusiastic tone. Your child like behavior of excitement made him giggle. 

“Are you going?” You ask turning and walking backwards behind him.

“Of course,” he says. “Why would I miss something so important to you.” 

His answer made you smile. “Thanks Clark. And Lois is going of course?”

“Uh,” he begins. You pause in your tracks at his answer.

“’Uh’ what?”

His mouth tightened into a thin line then curved, followed by his eyes making a ‘not so sure’ look. “She might be out of town around that time.” 

You took in a deep breath, not liking that. “You’ve got to be kidding me?” you said in a exasperated tone, slouching your body. “She promised me!”

“Hey but I’ll be there. That’s something.” He shrugs, not sure what to say.

He was right. He’s your best friend and your go to person when you need to talk to someone and never has he rejected you so this was something.

“You’re right. As long as you’re there I’ll be okay.” 

At your words he gives a warming smile, then out of nowhere a loud grumble emerged from your body. Clark raises his brows then laughs, “Okay so now that we got that out of the way let’s get you something to eat.”

Red cheeks, you agreed with a quick nod as you walked side by side with him with your hands over your stomach.

 Luckily for the two if you, there was a pizzeria near by just around the corner, it was small but had a home feeling to it. It stood out like a sore thumb; the lights buzzed and flickered and only a few people were working including the manager; he was a nice man, he complimented how good you two looked together as a couple. ‘I can see the romance burning between you two!’ He said in his native tongue, his son had to apologize with an embarrassed look when you clarified to them that you and Clark were just friends.

After they left to the back to take care of your order you and Clark took a seat at the only table there with two chairs that sat at the corner. It was small but then again this was a ‘go to and leave’ kind of shop; you get your food and walk off. 

Poor Clark, he was a big guy so it was amusing seeing him keep shifting to get a comfortable position. 
 “Do you want to trade spots? I can fit in that corner.”

“No. No. No” he kept saying. “I’m okay.”

After another two minutes of seeing him keep changing positions you sighed with a shake of your head. “That’s it, we’re trading. Get up Kent.”

He slouches his body onto the seat, feeling defeated and got up so you can sit down. “Better?” You ask seeing him not move so much in his seat.

With red cheeks he nods, “Yeah. Thanks Y/n.” He says sheepishly.

“What would you do without me Clark?” You said leaning back into your seat and crossing your arms, smiling at him.

“Honestly, I don’t know.” He answers leaning forward and placing his elbows on the table. 

“Me neither…” you say quietly to yourself, wondering if you’ll be able to ever get over him. 

Silence settled between you two, both thinking of the same thing without the other one knowing it. Until the son approached your table with a large pizza cluttered with olives, mushrooms, spinach and pepperonis. He then settled two plates and said he’ll be back with your drinks.

The smell hit your nostrils and you hummed, eager to dig into the Italian delicousy. “Whoa there tiger,” Clark cooed, seeing your hunger rising as he set your plate and his.

You didn’t listen and grabbed a slice from the tray, strings of melting cheese trailed over the table, light coat of grease over the pie. It looked beautiful to you. 

The first bite was hot and full of flavor, you didn’t care that it was burning your mouth, you were just really hungry. Clark also was stuffing his face and taking in the deliciousness.

After a few slices you two sat back with fully bellies. 
 “That was needed.” You huffed out. Clark hummed in agreement then he suddenly burped loudly, you two were quiet then you smiled at him but then you burped loudly too. 

Quickly you covered your mouth and looked at Clark in embarrassment, a smile slowly crept on his lips and he started laughing, you shortly joined in. Tears streaming from your eyes and stomach starting to feel sore from so much laughing.

After a few more moments of laughter it quieted down and left you two to silently stare at each other.
 Clark watched you with admiration in his eyes, you were the perfect girl to him and though there was flaws, that is what made you perfect.

He opened his mouth to say something, “Y/n?”

Your eyes looked to him and he couldn’t help that gaze you would give him every time he called for you. “Yeah?” You asked with a tinge of a smile on your lips and a little of curiosity in your voice.

He took in a deep breath, careful of his next words. “I have to tell you something..” his voice trailed off. Your heart sped up a bit, what did he want? Is it about the other night?

“Listen Clark if you’re still on about what happen at the park–it’s okay. I understand. You don’t need to keep feeling guilty about it.” You reached for his hand and rubbed his knuckles gently with a soft smile.

He returned one back but he shook his head, “No there’s more to that. I don’t know how to tell you this–”

“–Then don’t. Wait until you’re absolutely ready but for now can we just enjoy this night?” You look to your side at the quiet night. He stared at you and nodded, “Of course Y/n. I’m sorry.”
“You can apologize by walking with me.” You stood and held your hand to him.

He took it and stood walking with you to his bike, he grabbed it and you wrapped an arm around his to lean against him as you two walked together.
“It’s nice right now.” You said leaning your head on his arm.

He nods in agreement looking up at the white sparkles in the black sky, “It sure is.” 

A tear drop of water landed on his cheek making him wipe it off. “Looks like it’s going to rain.” He pointed out right before more drops of water started to come down.

“Damn, my camera.” You sigh as you rushed for cover under an awning.

The calm rainstorm cornered you two, unable to get anywhere without risking getting soaked.

You opened your camera bag to make sure none of your equipment was damaged.
“Is everything okay?” Clark asked over the storm. You give him a thumbs up as you continued to fiddle through the lenses and cables. “So far looks like everything is okay.” You answer.

“That’s good. I’m glad. Sorry about the storm.” He gestures his his chin.

“You kidding?” You scoffed at him as you zipped up your bag and put it down where it was safe. He looked at you.

“Rain storms are the best!” You shout and darted out to the empty streets. Spinning around the puddles with your arms above your head.

Clark smiles softly.

“C’mon Clark! Not afraid of a little water are you?” The teasing in your tone caused him to raise a brow at you. 

“It that a dare, (Y/n)?” Your name resonates from his cool deep voice. 

You lick your bottom lip and giggle a bit, knowing full well what you just started.

With narrowed, predator like eyes not leaving you he pushes himself off the wall and lifts the strap of his bag from across his chest and settles it down next to your camera bag. He then proceeds to start walking from the warmth of under the awning and towards you.

Your feet start to slowly back yourself away, ready to run the other way from him. His long legs carried him with only a few lengthy strides and he as only a few feet from you. 

You zipped off, both of you running around trash cans and trees on the sidewalk, you used every possible obstacle you can to slow him down but somehow he was more cunning and quick.

 You smiled and laughed, able to just slip his grasp, feeling his finger tips just grazing your arms and slightest tugs of your shirt.

When you looked back you didn’t see him until you ran right into him, there he wrapped his arms firmly around you and he spun you around. 

You yelped at the surprise, placing your hands on his shoulders.

Slowly he stopped and you two settled against each other, both breathing hard from running around and then you started to shiver.
“You’re cold,” he said with concern, feeling his arms tighten a bit to bring you closer.
“I-I’m fine.” You smiled up at him.

The street light from above highlighted the droplets on your plump lips. His eyes cast down at them and you noticed, one of his hands found they’re way to the back of your head and held you in place as he slowly closed his eyes and brought his face closer to yours and paused.

“Clark….” you said in a sweet whisper, urging him to go further with his actions, your hands gripping the collar of his shirt.

He grinned in response, pleased with your reaction and grazed your lips with his. Just that teeniest, tiniest touch set your skin ablaze, your heart was in your throat and you couldn’t breath but none of that mattered, what matters is this moment. 

One of your hands cupped his cheek, as he continued the tease, he wanted to remember this as you.

His lips were soft just like you imagined, his taste was sweet and even in the cold rain you felt the heat from his body and his mouth was an even higher temperature. 

His tongue grazed your bottom lip, begging for entry and you obliged. He indulged in your soft touch, holding you closer to him, afraid that something might pull you away. 

The kiss was hot and wet, exactly how you pictured it would be.

You two pulled away, faces inches from each other. A wide smile appeared on both your faces.
“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time. I’m in love with you (Y/n).” Clark said with a hoarse voice. There. He said it. He finally fucking said it.

You let out a shaky laugh, keeping your eyes closed. “Fuck. I’ve always wanted to say that to you. Guess you beat me?”

His then opens his eyes in shock. “Really?” A hopeful tone.

You nodded then a phone rang.

You both look to your bags.

“Sounds like yours.” You said.

“I’ll check it later. Probably Louis.” He shrugged off looking back at you.

Then realization dawned on you. Quickly you pushed yourself away from him and covered your mouth with your hands.

“What?” Clark asks puzzled. “What is it? What’s wrong” 

“This is wrong. Oh this is wrong on so many levels! What am I doing?!” You shout walking to your bags.

“I’m so sorry Clark! I shouldn’t have done that!” You then proceed to take out your phone and message Bruce to pick you up, he replies quickly that he’s around the area. You turn on your phone gps signal for him to find you.

“What? What are you talking about?” He asks quickly as he grabs his bag and bike.

“This was so wrong. I knew it! You’re so stupid (Y/n)!” You shake your head as you continue to walk away from him.

“(Y/n)! Please! Talk to me! Please!” He begs as his softly grabs your arm. He turns you around but you kept your head down. “No this is wrong.”

He cupped your cheeks to face you to him and he saw the tear trails. “Did I do something wrong? I’m sorry if I did.” He was worried and confused, what happen to the happy moment?

You cried more and just shook your head. “I’m horrible. Louis is a good friend how can I do this to her!” 

He furrowed his brows for a moment to think and then put the pieces together. She thinks he’s with Louis.

“I’m sorry! I overheard you guys a couple weeks ago in the copying room and you confessed your feelings to her and I just come in wrecking it all! I’m so sorry!” You slipped from hi grasp, just in time for Bruce to pull up around the corner. 

Holding your bags close to you you kept our head dipped as you ran to the passenger side and got into the car.

Clark watched like a fool, letting you slip again. He confessed but he didn’t think to clarify with (Y/n) about Louis. 

Now she knows so what will happen?

He put his head down, the rain now slowing down to a mild sprinkle.He stood in the empty street, jaw clenched.
A smile crept to his lips as he also remembered that you too confessed to him.

“I might have a chance with her.” He said to himself.

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