Can you retire today?

At night, Clark lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.He secretly planned in his mind what he would do with Bruce tomorrow.

"I have a friend!", Clark's inner villain shouted excitedly.

Thinking of Bruce, Clark fell asleep in a daze. Before going to bed, he still reminded himself to get up early tomorrow and make apple pie for Bruce.

The next day, Clark got up early and made apple pie in the kitchen.

Martha watched her son cooking, "Clark, I'll just come." She was a little moved by his son's thoughtfulness, but she didn't want him to be tired.Although she knew that with Clark's physical fitness, he would not sweat even if he cooked for a whole day, but there was a kind of tiredness that made your mother think you were tired.

Looking at his mother, Clark quickened his movements and used his superpowers. "Mom, do you want to cook? I'll be fine soon."

Martha: "?"

After putting the finished apple pie into the basket, Clark let out a long sigh of relief, "Mom, Bruce's apple pie is ready, do you need my help?"

Martha shook her head dumbfounded, "It's nothing."

After quickly finishing his breakfast, Clark couldn't wait to pick up the basket and walked towards Uncle George's house, which was now Bruce's property.

Bruce got up early, and he slept well last night. The quilt seemed to smell the sun, and it felt warm to the touch, which was very similar to the feeling Clark gave him.Since he started various studies, he hasn't rested so well for a long time.

He came to the kitchen, recalling Alfred's past making cookies, and planned to make a cookie to let the small town boy know that cookies are the best!

He noticed that Clark ate a lot of cookies last night, and he probably liked them.

Early in the morning, when Alfred opened the door of the room, he smelled a strange smell and black smoke was coming out of the kitchen.

"Ahem..." Bruce covered his mouth and nose with his hands, ran out of the kitchen, and saw Alfred looking at him with a complicated face.

Bruce was a little at a loss, "Alph, I...", he touched his nose, not daring to look directly into the butler's eyes.

Batman, who will be fearless in the future, is scared at this moment.

Since then, Bruce has been banned from the kitchen by Alfred.

Later, when he was teaching Master Jason how to make cookies, when Jason asked Bruce if he could make cookies, Alfred told Jason what happened today, and Jason became more serious about learning. But Batman can't learn it.

Clark came to Bruce's house with a basket containing apple pie.

Controlling his strength, he knocked lightly on the door, "Knock Knock", "Bruce."

At this time, the kitchen was almost cleaned up by Alfred, and he prepared breakfast for Bruce. Considering that Clark might come, he made more.He also made a cookie using the leftover ingredients from Bruce's cookie making this morning.

Hearing the knock on the door, Bruce immediately walked to the door and opened it for Clark.You know, he really couldn't stand Alfred's silent accusation.

For Clark's arrival, Bruce felt a sense of relief.

Upon seeing Bruce, Clark couldn't help showing a sunny smile.

Bruce felt a bit blurry in front of his eyes. It should be because the sun was too dazzling. Bruce would not admit that he was amazed by Clark's smile.

Although I knew it earlier, one of the signs of Superman is his smile.But facing the smiling Superman, Bruce still couldn't control it, and was infected by his heartfelt smile.

Maybe it's because the sun is too bright today, Bruce feels that Clark's whole body is shining, darkness is always easily attracted by light, and Bruce is inevitably attracted by Clark.

Although there were many thoughts in his mind, Bruce let Clark in first.

Clark walked into the house and couldn't help sniffing. He smelled a paste and a strange smell.

Although Alfred had opened the windows for ventilation and sprayed some air freshener, Clark had superpowers, and he looked at Bruce with some doubts.

Bruce wouldn't tell him about the stupid things he did. In order to divert Clark's attention, Bruce looked at the basket he brought, "Clark, is this a gift you brought me in this basket?"

Sure enough, Clark was distracted. He looked at the fruits of his labor, and looked at Bruce with some credit, "This is the apple pie I made for you with my own hands. I hope you like it."

But in Bruce's eyes, Clark looked at him showing off. Thinking of the cookie incident this morning, Bruce's face turned dark.

He took the basket and was about to taunt a few words, but seeing the expectation on Clark's face, he couldn't help slowing down his voice, "Thank you, Clark, I like it very much."

Forget it, Bruce thought, why bother to be serious with this big stupid alien.He also knew in his heart that Clark didn't mean to show off, but just to vent his anger.

Obviously, Bruce is very polite to others, but when facing Clark, he can't help his bad temper.It may be because Clark gave him a feeling that no matter what he did, he would tolerate himself.

When facing people who are close to them and treat them well, people will always be a little bit arrogant.The current Bruce has not completely wiped out the shadow of the rich second generation of the previous generation. When he becomes Batman, it is estimated that he will never show his emotions again, which also means that he has completely abandoned his past self.

Clark didn't know the various thoughts in Bruce's heart, but his instinct told him that Bruce seemed to be in a bad mood.

He took the basket from Bruce's hands, put it on the shelf, and gave Bruce a big hug.

"Bruce, is there anything I can do for you?"

Bruce was a little dazed by Clark's sudden hug, but he didn't run away. When he heard Clark's question, he felt warm in his heart.

"Clark..." He sighed and said Clark's name.

As expected of Superman, Bruce thought in his heart, the cloud in his heart slowly dissipated, and the sun shone into his heart.

Alfred came out of the kitchen, and what he saw was the two hugging each other.

He was a little surprised, you know, since the death of Thomas and Martha, Bruce has not liked physical contact with people, even his best friend - Tony Stark, Bruce seldom hugged him.

With Clark, Bruce made many exceptions.

But seeing the two of them hugged for a long time, Alfred couldn't bear it any longer, "Ahem..., has Master Kent eaten, do you want to eat some together?"

Bruce let go of Clark's grip and pushed him away.

Clark let go of Bruce reluctantly. For some reason, when he met Bruce, he seemed to be suffering from skin hunger and wanted to stay close to Bruce all the time.

It may be because Bruce has a reassuring feeling. Every time he is next to Bruce and listens to his steady and powerful heartbeat, Clark feels that the negative effects of superpowers have disappeared.

"I've eaten it, but I think I can eat a little more. Also, don't call me Master Kent, just call me Clark." Facing Alfred, who looked like a standard British gentleman, Clark felt somewhat nervous.

"Okay, Master Clark, please wait a moment." Alfred changed his address and went to the kitchen to bring out the breakfast he had prepared.

Clark didn't bother with addressing anymore, he sat next to Bruce, and handed him various things graciously.

Bruce looked helplessly at Clark who was next to him, as if he wanted to sit in a chair with him.Handed him a sandwich, "Clark, eat well."

Clark took the sandwich from Bruce and thought it was the best sandwich he had ever eaten.

Clark, who was still a little ignorant, didn't know that he looked like a little girl who received flowers from her sweetheart.

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