The rain patters gently outside, a frigid chill in the air, you're drenched having left your umbrella in the lab. You come home from a long day working back to Wayne manor. It's dark by now and you are exhausted... you work along Bruce at Wayne enterprises as a head technician in one of the biomedical tech labs, meetings, calls, and unending questions from employees berated you all day long, you want nothing more than to just be home and warm. The large, deep, mahogany doors open as you walk up, the servants having awaited your arrival home, they promptly take your large coat as you slip off your shoes. The smell of fresh coffee wafts through the estate and you can hear the soft crackle of a fire in the large den, you begin to talk that way. Upon entering there sits your two lovers, Bruce Wayne sits on his laptop on the couch, working per usual, in black sweatpants and sweatshirt, the sleeves rolled up. A cup of coffee sitting beside him steaming. Clark Kent sits reading a book on the other side of the couch, glasses on in some gym shorts and a t-shirt.