I forgot to give credit to Gre11Sutc1iff for Buttman in the last chapter, so its not my idea everyone I'm not that smart.

Y/N's PoV

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"Okay we're close so close your eyes." I said smiling.

"are you serio-" Bruce started.

"Bruce." I interrupted putting my hands over his eyes.

"Okay, Okay." Bruce said laughing to himself. we walked round the corner, I had to lead him even though he nearly fell over once and hit a lamppost when I forgot he couldn't see and I wasn't looking where he was going.

"Open them." I said cheerfully. He slowly opened his eyes, the large smile dropped suddenly.

"We're eating here?" He asked with a hint of disgust.

"Just try it." I said pulling him towards the hot dog cart. "Two please." I said to the guy handing him $4.

"There you go." I said handing Bruce one hot dog.

"Is this going to kill me?" Bruce joked, we started walking away from the hod dog cart and back towards the office building.

"Yes, now come on try it." I was really excited to see his reaction when he tries it. Bruce took a deep breath before taking a bite, his eyes went wide as he took a bite and then he took another bite. "See, what did I tell ya?"

"How is this so good." he said before taking another bite.

"You know when I first moved here that's all I ate for about a month." I said as we sat down on the steps in hero park in front of the Superman memorial.

"How so?"

"Well when I moved here I didn't have much money so I ate cheap stuff and I remembered coming here with my dad when he took me here to Metropolis and we ate hot dogs from that place. So I ate from there for the first month because I knew it was good."

"Well fair enough. I love hearing about your past it's so interesting." Bruce stated.

"I wish I could swap."

"What parents killed in front of you when you're a kid and then grow up wanting revenge and training in every way possible." Bruce said.

"Bettering than having one psychotic parent who your boyfriend wants to kill, watching your mother die, suffering depression and anxiety since the age of five, having insomnia as a kid, should I carry on?"

"You suffer from anxiety and depression?" Bruce asked.

"Not anymore, not like I used to. I mean anxiety yes, but everyone has at least a bit of anxiety. Depression that started to go away when Gordon took me in." Bruce decided to hug me, it made me feel warm even though the outside world was cold. My phone made a loud sound signifying I got a text. We broke up the hug and I checked it. Lois: lunch is over soon. Maybe start to think on coming back. I was happy she told me and was thinking about me. Me: Okay thanks, starting to walk back now. We stood up and slowly started to walk back to the office building.

A/N: Hey Eskimos (credit again to @AshReads-46 )I was going to write more but I'm not in the best mindset to do so. I just had a massive argument with my parents and it made me think a lot, I realised that's a bad idea. I started to question everything and start asking myself stupid questions like what's the point of the humanity if we all die in the end? And if anyone is ever in my situation do what I did, go and write something in watt pad it helps.

Question of the chapter:

How was your day?

Me answer:

Mostly good than suddenly fell apart.