You wandered in you room with one thing on your mind. . . Superman. Every second of every minute he was invading your brain space.

After the fire you'd explained everything to Lex, and he was surprisingly cool with it, and was just worried about your own safety. Though considering all the money he owns the repair bill was probably nothing.

It actually killed you, being unable to get him off your mind. You listened to music, watched horror movies, read books. Nothing worked. All you wanted was to see him again, even just once. He was amazing.

You stared at your door for a minute debating on what to do, after a while you finally decided to look for him. You didn't know how you were gonna find him, but at least you will have tried after this.

You left your apartment and used the elevator and pressed 'roof' on the buttons. The elevator slowly moved upwards until you heard the familiar 'ding' of the elevator. The doors slowly opened and you ran out onto the roof of the building. You spun around looking for any signs of the caped hero. . . Nothing.

You looked down in dismay, wondering what you were thinking. 'Why on Earth would he just be waiting out here?!' You thought to yourself. You slowly turned around and slowly headed back to the elevator.

"Isn't standing on the roof of an apartment building dangerous?" You heard a voice behind you. You spun around and found no other than. . . him. "I've already saved you from a burning building, I don't want to have to save you from falling off a building." Superman joked. You smiled brightly and walked up to him as he lowered himself to the roof of the building.

"Superman! Thanks for saving me before." You said, flustered. "Anything I can do to help. What's your name?." He asked smiling. "Oh, (y/n)." You said shyly as you brushed a bit of hair behind you ear. "Nice to meet you (y/n)" he said smiling. "What're you doing out here anyway?" he questioned. "Oh um. . .I might've been uh. . .looking for you?" You said, slightly embarrassed. He chuckled, "Well here I am." he replied. "Yes, yes you are." You said, mostly to yourself, thinking something over.

'Should I do it?' you thought. 'Ugh! He's a superhero. Why would he want anything to do with you?'

'But then again it wouldn't hurt to just. . .do it.'

"Can I. . . have your number?" You asked. He looked shocked at first but then smiled at you. He came closer to you and pulled a pen from your shirt pocket and held your arm. When he was done a series of numbers was on your arm. You smiled and looked back at him, he smiled back at you and flew off.

You danced and cheered your way back to the elevator and slept very well that night!