[Super Bat][BVS]Under the Kansas sky

Early mornings in Kansas will forever fascinate Clark.

The gradually bright blue sky, the almost transparent golden sunlight, the fields and wheat waves blown by the morning breeze, the half-dream chirping of birds and poultry, the smoke rising far away, mixed with a few scattered sounds in the misty white barking.In the cool air of dew and green grass, a warm and sweet smell quietly surrounds him, which is the smell of Martha's freshly baked apple pie.

That's the taste of home.

When Clark pushed open the door, Martha had just made coffee, and the apple pie was quietly steaming on the dining table.His mother smiled at him tenderly, and Jess spun happily at his feet, the radio broadcasting mixed with electromagnetic noise.In that moment, Clark wanted so, so much, to share it all with Bruce.

Whether it is overlooking the mother star in the universe, or breakfast in the morning in the small town.

At every moment of sunrise and sunset.

Wish he was there.

"A difficult morning?" Martha rubbed her son's shoulder lightly, hoping to erase some tiredness from him.

"Yes...nor..." Clark held Martha's hand and lowered his eyes. "I'm only realizing now that there's nothing I can do in front of him."

"That person must be very important to you."

"...I want to share my all with him."

"And what about him?"

"I...I don't know if all that is what he wants." Then he hurriedly added, "But, but he never refused me."

He froze for a few seconds as soon as he finished speaking, he didn't know if it was because of the anxious tone of explanation, or the sporadic joy he had because he wasn't rejected.Clark suddenly gave a weary smile. He took off his cloak and held it in his hand, then casually threw it on the back of the chair.

"how about you?"

"……I?"

"In the face of love, no one doesn't need to cross the difficult barrier. It's just a question of whether it will be sooner or later." Martha smiled softly, "It's just whether you are willing to do it for him."

"Of course I would." Clark answered Martha almost subconsciously, "but it seems that it can only cause trouble for him."

"What troubles him?" Martha held her son's shoulders. "Is it simply bored with everything you do? Or is there a worry that is hard to talk about?"

Clark's eyes widened involuntarily, he seemed to be dumb, his lips opened and closed a few times but he couldn't say a word.Martha looked at him, then smiled slowly.

"You are used to worrying about others, hugging you carefully, and guarding the world. But..." Martha looked deeply into her son's eyes, "However, there are also people in this world who worry about you and want to keep you You guard carefully. And it's not just me, someone loves you as deeply as I do."

"Mother……"

Clark moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just hung his head in silence.Martha gently smoothed his hair, and patted the back of Clark's hand encouragingly.

"Okay, come and sit down. The apple pie is getting cold."

The phone didn't ring again.

President Wayne distracted himself at the company meeting.

Bruce was absently playing with the small cube under the conference table, completely unaware of the disappointment on his face.

Clark hadn't contacted him for almost ten hours.

What am I expecting?

Bruce looked at his own reflection in the dark screen and asked silently.

He couldn't deny that he actually liked Clark's boring daily text messages, endless chats in his spare time, those bickering and disputes, and those helpless compromises with each other.

But other than that, he didn't dare to think about it any more, it had nothing to do with those considerations, those concerns, those damn logics.Just because he still has more needs to consider.

He's been running away for decades, and he's going to keep running away.Sometimes, some things just can't be done, even if you are superhuman.

And he...

And he was content with that.

Bruce let himself sink into the chair, pretending to be idle as usual, ready to close his eyes and take a nap.The Justice League meeting at night required all of his energy.