[you go on a 'date' with clark]

when working at the daily planet as a writer, you bumped into clark a couple times. sometimes you'd see him at meetings, but you never truly had a conversation that wasn't about work. that was until one night you were working late at the daily planet. your boss really wanted a story about the oil spill to be done by morning so you stayed.

normally there'd be a couple other people, but to your knowledge you were the only one on that floor. so, with a cup of coffee next to you and some music playing into your headphones, you got started. the article was a rather lengthy one. there was so much to talk about with so little time, but you pushed on. as you were finishing your paper, you heard the elevator sound.

due to the time and the fact that no one was supposed to come, you grew suspicious. maybe it was one of the photographers who had stayed late to finalize photos? however, you weren't taking any chances, you grabbed a pair of scissors and held the handle tightly as you stood up. you weren't going to approach the sound, but you wanted to be prepared to attack or run.

as the sound of shoes became louder you held the scissors up. but once they were fully up, the mysterious figure made their way around the corner, it was only clark. "holy shit clark," you let out a loud sigh, setting the scissors down as he gave you a worried look. "did i scare you? if so that wasn't my intention," clark then had a half smile on his face, shrugging his shoulders a little.

"it's fine clark, i just wasn't expecting anyone to come, why are you here?" you quickly asked, sitting back down as he made his way to your desk. "oh, well it's getting fairly early and i just couldn't sleep so i thought i'd come work on a story that the boss wanted done by the end of today." clark says, wait, today? you looked at the clock and it was around 1 in the morning.

you bit your lip a little, looking at your computer screen, "oh it's already one? it only feels like it's been a couple hours." clark looked worried for your sake, "how about you get that finished real quick and we can go get a very early breakfast. then, you can call in sick, you can just email our boss and i can cover for you." you looked back at clark and wondered whether going out is a good choice.

however, getting to know your co-worker better might be good... "okay, i'll get this finished up real quick and get it emailed," you sighed, looking back at the paper and the non-existent conclusion.

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you sat on a bench inside a 24/7 restaurant. they sold breakfast all day, so you happily got a breakfast bagel and some bacon, etc. "thank you so much clark, and you seriously didn't need to pay for my meal," you thanked him, then took a bite of the bagel. he shrugged, "it's fine, you looked a little stressed at the office."

"yeah, writing a paper overnight is not fun. but this was, we should definitely do this again. well not work until 1, but go out to eat," you said, smiling to clark before taking a bite of the bacon. clark nodded, "it's a date."