Warnings: grumpy!reader, self-deprecation, period cramps/office day blues, Clark being the sweetest dork alive
Summary:
Office days always leave you grumpy, but Clark Kent has a way of turning even the worst mornings into something warm and flustering in the best ways.
You tapped your pen furiously against your thigh, hoping the sound or feeling might distract you from the ache in your lower half.
Mondays in the office were always the worst…too bright, too loud, too many people pretending free pastries could make up for the misery of fluorescent lights and chit chat.
Then you saw him. Clark Kent, striding toward you with a steaming cup in one hand, a croissant and donut nearly spilling out of the other and that damned easy smile on his face.
“What’s got you down, sunshine?” he asked, setting the coffee on your desk like it was a peace offering.
You snatched it up, scowling into the steam without meeting his eyes.
“You know I hate office days, Clark. That’s not news.”
His chuckle was warm, unfazed by your sharp tone. He took a giant, unapologetic bite of his croissant, flakes of pastry sticking to his lip.
“Why? Don’t you love the free pastry?”
Your glare sharpened. “Does it look like I need any more free carbs, Kent?” You gestured sharply at your curves, rolling your eyes. Sighing dramatically.
And then he blushed. Clark Kent, unflappable farmboy reporter, actually blushed. His gaze dropped, flickered, then dragged over the very curves you’d just pointed out. Heat flashed in his blue eyes before he averted them quickly, chewing too fast.
You blinked, the flush climbing up your own neck now What?” you demanded, softer this time, caught off guard by the sudden shift.
He leaned down just a little, lowering his voice so only you could hear.
“You look pretty damn perfect to me, sunshine. Just take the darn donut.
Your breath caught. The air between you tightened, the scent of his coffee mingling with the buttery pastry and something else, something warmer.
Maybe you were just hangry this morning. Or maybe Clark Kent was going to ruin office days for you in a whole new way...
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A/n: sometimes love looks like a man who won’t let you suffer through an office day without snacks am I right? 🥲 🖤
