One of my favourite movies is the 2005 Pride and Prejudice, in which, there's a scene where Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy are dancing, and everyone else in the room fades away. It's just them, dancing to the music.
The solidness of his body and the fact that he seemed to know exactly how to touch her caused the rest of the setting to drop away, leaving room only for them.
This made me think of that moment. I can see them in my mind, standing there, the music playing in the background, and no one around them...
Loved Clark rescuing Lois from the mosh pit! Laughing at the onion and relish breath.
Looking forward to the rest of the fic!
