Catching I Bruce Wayne

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She picked her dress from the counter and as she remembered how she took it off, mostly asking Bruce to do it, she couldn't help but blush. She had no energy whatsoever to do it last night and she didn't think clearly, that's why she asked him that. But he didn't seem much troubled by that.

Then she took a cold shower to fully wake up. After that, she started to look at her wardrobe to find something to wear. Frankly, she didn't own many dresses and she was running out of them. Then she spotted the box at the bottom of her wardrobe.

The dress Bruce sent her when he asked her to the Elliot event. She kneeled down and took it out, admiring the dress once again. It was really beautiful. It fit her taste perfectly. Not too out there but also not blunt. Not very overdone but also not simple.

She smiled to herself as she decided her pick. She couldn't wait to surprise him with it.

When Skylar walked into the restaurant she found Clark and Lois waiting at the reception. " Hey," she greeted. Lois welcomed her with a warm hug whereas Clark gave a simple yet friendly smile.

" Bruce told me he was running a bit late, should we just sit?" Clark asked. Skylar nodded and the receptionist showed them to their table. When the waiter asked them would they like wine Lois snorted. " I think alcohol is not a good idea for tonight," she mumbled. Skylar nodded along with a smile, agreeing.

They ordered drinks and a starter while waiting for Bruce. " How did the interview go?" Skylar asked to create conversation. Lois shrugged. " It went well I guess," she said. " Yeah, since the company Bruce had a deal with it is under investigation we couldn't ask for much. I think you're familiar with it, so it was mainly talk about whether he still thought on expanding to Metropolis, his work et cetera," Clark explained.

" Cool, do you get to interview people like Bruce often?" Skylar asked. " Like who?" Lois asked as a response. She shrugged. " I don't know, you guys are from Metropolis, what about Lex Luthor?"

Both of their faces got more serious with her question. " What about Lex Luthor?" Clark asked. " Isn't he a big shot? I got to intern at LexCorp for a month back in junior year," Skylar explained. " Well, we did a couple of times but we choose to mainly focus on other subjects. Our boss gave the interview because Bruce rarely accepts to do them and he only does it with people he knows," Lois explained.

Before any of them could continue Bruce showed up. " Sorry, I got laid back at the company," he said. " It's okay, we were making small talk. Is everything alright?" Skylar asked him with a smile. Bruce nodded. That's when she realized something red on Bruce's face.

She grabbed a napkin and cleaned it. " Why do you have blood on your face?" she asked. Bruce took a moment to answer. " It's probably a shaving accident, happens sometimes," he mumbled then turned to the table. " Should we order now?"

Skylar couldn't help but chuckle. " That's amazing but I'm more interested in how you guys met," she said. Bruce and Clark shared a look. " It's a funny story," Bruce mumbled. " Our boss was after Bruce for an interview, after months of work he finally got this one to accept," Clark started.

" So he showed up at the office. Lois and I were working on a piece together, right, when this guy walks up to us," he continues but Lois cuts him off. " Back then we were just flirting, I was mainly the one initiating cause this guy was a bit shy," she says with a smile.

Clark chuckled nervously. " Yeah, and Bruce comes over to us, recognizing her. Complementing her and her work. Feeling jealous I say something smart and we kind of hit it off at the wrong foot, it all got better eventually,"

Lois smirked. " What were the exact things you said to Clark?" she asked Bruce. He smiled. " Is this one of the ones I own? Doesn't matter, I could probably get you fired either way," he quoted himself. With that Skylar burst into laughter. " I can't believe you said that!"

For the next two hours, the four of them kept talking. The conversation came easy, there never being a dull moment. Although it did have some awkwardness at some points. Like when Skylar realized Bruce had flirted with Lois when they met and how Clark accidentally revealed Bruce had an adopted son.

Around 10.30 both pairs stood outside of the restaurant saying goodbye. " It was so nice to meet you! Call me anytime," Lois said as she tightly hugged Skylar. " I will, promise, have a safe flight back,"

When she was finally alone with Bruce, Skylar felt uneasy. " What are you thinking of now?" Bruce asked her. She bit her lip nervously. " You've gotten so good at reading me, it's not fair," she mumbled.

" You've never mentioned you had a son," she said. She didn't know why she was feeling sad that he didn't tell her. He didn't have to tell her anything but she felt like they had a good connection and a friendship where they could share these kinds of things.

Bruce tilted his head. " I don't know, probably because I wasn't sure of how you would feel," he answered. She furrowed her brows. " What do you mean?" she asked. He shrugged. "I didn't want it to weird you out,"

Skylar rolled her eyes. " Why would it be?" she replied and Bruce shrugged again as a response. " Can you tell me a bit about him?" she asked. A faint smile appeared on his face. "His name is Dick, he's in high school. I found him when his parents died while he was eight. I didn't want him to grow up alone, like I was, so I decided to look after him,"

As he spoke Skylar remembered the article she read on the forum way back when she first got to Gotham. Talking about his parents and his earlier life. " I'm sorry," she muttered. Bruce shook his head. " Don't be, he's better now, at least he says he is,"

Skylar bit her lip. " I didn't mean that, I meant you, what you said," she slowly said. " Oh," Bruce mumbled as he understood where she was going with this. " I guess we finally hit that stone in our friendship where we talk about past traumas," he said.

She looked at her in confusion. " You are joking?" she asked. Bruce half smirked. " I know myself, I'm a rich kid with issues, lots of issues, and I'm dealing with it," he replied. Skylar watched him, unable to answer. How could she respond to that?

Bruce sighed. " By the way," he sighed, trying to change the subject. " The dress looks amazing on you," he said. Skylar smiled at him, a real big one covering her face. " Thanks, I really like it," she replied. Bruce looked at her with a faint smile. He seemed like he wanted to say something but before he could say something a flash illuminated where they were standing. A couple of people holding cameras and holding microphones appeared.

" Mr.Wayne! Mr.Wayne!" They kept saying asking questions. Mainly about Skylar and whether she was the girlfriend. She was surprised by the whole thing, standing there frozen, not knowing what to do. Bruce took action fast. He grabbed Skylar's hand pulling her toward him and walking away from the paparazzi.

He called for a cab that was on stand a little behind them and quickly got himself and her into it. " Sorry," he mumbled after telling the driver where to go. " It's okay, I guess," she mumbled. " I don't really mind it, I think about you and how it might affect you,"

" Nonsense, but it is proving to me that I really need to talk to the companies I own, the main I reason I bought them was for them to leave me alone," he replied, leaning back to his seat. Skylar took a deep breath. "Yeah, it must be hard, being in the limelight all the time,"

Bruce tilted his head. " Yeah, and I can't really say you get use to it by time," he said. " Maybe we should stay indoors for a bit," he added. Skylar nodded. She didn't really care whether they were out or at home as long as they spent time together.

They sat in silence for the duration of the ride. Skylar didn't dare to open her mouth, it felt like they fell out of their sync in the last twenty minutes or so, it felt weird. The taxi stopped in front of her building.

" Goodnight," Bruce said. She looked at him curiously but didn't comment. " Goodnight Bruce, thanks for the night," she replied. He only smiled at her and she got out of the taxi. For some reason, she felt sad, like something had happened that she didn't realize.

She went into her house, got out of her dress and makeup, throwing on some pajamas and leaning on her couch. She wanted to clear her head so she laid there for a few hours, TV in the background and skipping through on her social media before eventually going to sleep.