He always has that goofy grin on his face when he's on the phone. The normally stoic Superman grins and whispers and gets that dreamy look in his eyes, and Bruce just doesn't understand it. He's the most powerful man in the world and yet a simple phone call reduces him to this. When Clark hangs up, Bruce pretends he wasn't staring at him like he was a puzzle he couldn't quite figure out.

When Clark turns around and they're facing each other, there's a long silence in which both men are trying to figure out what to say next. Clark knows Bruce was staring and scrutinizing him. Bruce knows that Clark knows.

"You wouldn't understand," Clark suddenly blurts out.

"Lois?" Bruce asks in a grunt.

"Yup," Clark responds and he's smiling.

.

After a pause, Bruce sighs and begins to turn away.

"You're right, I'll never understand."

Lois was loud, bossy, blunt and most of all, she was a pain in Bruce's side. How Clark could agree to spend a great portion of his life with the woman was beyond him. Why would he want to marry her when he was the quietest, most gentle person he knew? Lois would corrupt him, Bruce was sure of it.

"Come on, she's an acquired taste, yes, but you're really not giving her enough credit."

"And I'm not going to."

"Bruce."

"Clark."

Clark sighs because he knows this conversation isn't going anywhere. Bruce agrees and stalks away from him.