Clark is quiet for a moment before leaning in to press a kiss to Bruce's forehead, and his voice is soft when he finally speaks.
"When I came here," he starts, "I... well, I thought my life was over. My marriage was over, my friends and colleagues didn't trust me anymore, and Superman..." he breathes in slowly before- "Superman was a symbol of tyranny and oppression in my head. I could hardly look at my S without thinking of that monster. I came here and figured... figured I'd make due as long as I could. Fix that world and then quietly disappear back in my own world."
He looks down at Bruce and his eyes are full of so many things.
"Then I found you. And we found... this. And I've been happy. So happy. Happier than I thought I'd ever be again. You made me believe that I'm not just some monster waiting to happen. That my love isn't a death sentence.
"So I'm sorry if I'm pushy. I'm sorry if I'm over here so often and I can't keep my hands off you and I want to kiss you literally all the time. None of it seems to say enough to cover what I feel, is all."
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"When I came here," he starts, "I... well, I thought my life was over. My marriage was over, my friends and colleagues didn't trust me anymore, and Superman..." he breathes in slowly before- "Superman was a symbol of tyranny and oppression in my head. I could hardly look at my S without thinking of that monster. I came here and figured... figured I'd make due as long as I could. Fix that world and then quietly disappear back in my own world."
He looks down at Bruce and his eyes are full of so many things.
"Then I found you. And we found... this. And I've been happy. So happy. Happier than I thought I'd ever be again. You made me believe that I'm not just some monster waiting to happen. That my love isn't a death sentence.
"So I'm sorry if I'm pushy. I'm sorry if I'm over here so often and I can't keep my hands off you and I want to kiss you literally all the time. None of it seems to say enough to cover what I feel, is all."