lmfao gurl had this thought that what if Clark was just beginning his internship at the Daily Planet and like before his internship it was already under the Wayne Enterprises and like imagine the scenario with Battinson, running his day with like 1 and a half hour of sleep, hasn’t stepped in the showers and clearly his face was still smudged with a bit of his dark eyeshadow and he just walked in (let’s assume that everybody knew him so they didn’t bat an eye) and like this poor intern Clark didn’t know that the guy he was with at the elevator earlier is THE owner of the whole building and he just assumed it was a random guy.
Elevator: /full with employees including Clark who’s in his first day/
Bruce, walking in, barely keeping his eyes open, system consists of white blood cells and coffee making him white as s ghost, with clothes that he swore he hasn’t worn but like it was sitting in the cave for like 2 weeks already and an eyeshadow makeup that he completely missed as he fell asleep by the bat computer:
Employees: /walking out because you’d be MAD insane to ride the elevator with THE Bruce Thomas Fucking Wayne/
Clark: /thinks they’re being rude because why would they refuse to ride the elevator just because a guy who looks like he’s one step away from dropping his face flat on the floor decided to go for the lift? And so ofc, he didn’t stepped away and decided to stay in the elevator/
Employees:/ deadass shocked, was gesturing Clark to get tf off of the lift but he just stared at them like they were crazy/
Bruce:/too tired to even notice, can’t even blink his eyes in unison, closed the elevator door with Clark at his side, clutching to his bag./
Bruce: What floor are you? /didn’t even glanced at Clark and yawns/
Bruce: you got any coffee on you?
Clark: (shocked but was quick to answer) oh yes, i think i have a coffee flavored candy here.
Bruce:/just watched as the man in front of him rummages into his stuff to find said candy/
Clark:/hands the candy./ here…
Bruce accepts it absentmindedly, unwraps it and ate it, it took him a while to sa or it but when the coffee flavor kicks in, his eyes opened. Damn, that was strong.
He glanced over the guy beside him, looking at his shoes like it’s the most interesting thing in the world.
Bruce:/goes back to his tired demeanor/ that candy was nice, make sure to save up a few for me next time.
Clark: /speechless was just staring at the man/
Bruce: oh, that’s my queue. See you around. (Was abt to leave and the elevator door abt to close but his hands stopped it./
Bruce: oh you’re an intern right? Welcome to your first day, show me what you got.( Bruce says as he put on a smirk and then let the door of the elevator close)
Clark: ( shocked, speechless and confused all at the same time)
Later that day he confirmed that it was actually BRUCE FUCKING WAYNE. He wanted to smash his head on the pavement for not knowing. He was so dumb he thinks to himself.
The next time they meet, Bruce was now clad with a simple yet elegant suit, perfectly fitting his body. They saw each other again at the elevator and Clark, who learned from his mistakes was about to get off of the elevator too when Bruce stops him and asks for a coffee candy again.