Super Friends Part 9/?
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Clark and Lois arrived back at Lois’ apartment. Clark dropped her off to change and he went home to get more comfortable. The plan was for Lois to come over when she got changed.
A few minutes later, Lois was knocking at Clark’s door. Clark opened the door and welcomed Lois in. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt that Lois thought looked almost better than the tuxedo did. Lois wore jeans and a button down sweater.
Lois came in and sat on the couch. Clark sat beside her. He popped open a bottle of wine that he had had in the refrigerator since that morning and poured two glasses. Neither of them were hungry because they had eaten considerably at the reception.
As Lois and Clark sipped on their wine, they started to talk about school starting in January and Christmas rapidly approaching. Clark had cancelled his plans to go to Smallville for Christmas since Lois was new at the hospital and would have to work Christmas Eve. He would fly over to see his parents briefly, while Lois was at work but planned to be back before she got off work at 3 o’clock. He would try to get Lois to Smallville maybe for New Years.
“So, Clark, what do you want Santa to bring you?” Lois asked innocently.
“That’s easy, Lois.” At the risk of losing everything he had established with Lois, Clark decided to go for it. He first took his wine glass and sat it on the table then took Lois’ wine glass and sat it on the table next to his. Then he grasped both of her small hands with his much larger ones which demanded eye contact. Then he said, “I want you to go out with me, on a date. And I’d like to take you to Smallville to meet my parents.”
At the look on Lois’ face Clark added, “Lois I‘d never do anything to hurt you or make you cry intentionally.”
“I…I…” Lois started, but Clark interrupted her with his lips slowly and softly touching hers and expressing his feelings in a passionate but non demanding kiss. Lois quickly succumbed to Clark’s passion. She threw caution to the wind and kissed him back with all of the suppressed passion that had been building for the past few months.
Clark was a wonderful kisser. Lois thought she had never been kissed like that before. She thought she was seeing stars. Clark thought the same…that Lois was a great kisser and he could very easily get used to kissing her.
After Lois reluctantly broke the kiss due to lack of air, Clark spoke. Initially he seemed out of breath.
“You don’t have to answer right now,” Clark whispered to Lois. But then he amended, kidding, “But my birthday is in February.”
Lois just blushed and looked away. Clark gracefully guided her face back to look at him and raised his eyebrows at her as if to silently ask for an answer.
“Clark I don’t know…I don’t know what to say…”
“Say yes…”
Lois smiled, then said, “I think so. I just need some time.”
"Alright."
Clark leaned over and kissed her again. This time it was a slow kiss that relayed Clark’s patience. It told Lois that he would take it slow, be patient with her, wait for her as long as she needed him to.
Clark slowly pulled away from that kiss. He looked dizzy, like he had to gain his bearings. After recovering from that kiss he then asked, “Lois, what do you want from Santa?”
Lois first sighed, then proceeded, “I don’t know Clark. Christmas has never been a happy time at my house. My parents were always fighting, my Dad always had a mistress on the side to spend the day with, my mom would get drunk and my sister was too young to know any better so I tried to make sure that she had a good Christmas.”
“Lois, there has to be something…”
“I guess I just want someone to love me unconditionally, accept me and all of my flaws, be there for me, struggle with me. But, Santa can’t bring that in his sleigh now can he?”
“I wouldn’t doubt Santa if I were you,” Clark kidded Lois.
The couple sat close and made plans to get a Christmas tree. They would decorate it in Clark’s apartment because it was so much cozier and more like home.
Ten days later it was Wednesday, Christmas Eve night and Lois had worked until 3 o’clock. She had the rest of the weekend off. Clark was off, too. Clark had gone to Smallville earlier as he had promised his parents and returned by the time Lois got home from work.
After Lois showered and changed from her work scrubs, she got the present that she had bought for Clark and headed over to his apartment. They had been seeing each other every day, after work. They had dinner together most of those days and they always cuddled up on the couch at Clark’s apartment and talked or made out. Clark had never demanded any more from Lois during their make out sessions. He always let her take the lead. But that didn’t mean that she didn’t stir up emotions in him that were totally new.
Clark opened the door as Lois approached. He heard her coming. She wondered how he always did that, which was another issue. He needed to tell he about Superman in order for their relationship to start out right. He was going to ask her tonight if they could be exclusive and if she said yes, he was going to tell her about Superman.
“Hi, come in.”
“Hi…” Lois started as Clark leaned over and kissed her on the lips.
“I have some hot chocolate for us as we decorate the tree.”
Lois removed her jacket and took a spot next to Clark to decorate the Christmas tree. They talked and laughed. After the tree was decorated, Clark went to make sure that Christmas dinner was doing okay in the oven. When he got back, Lois had fallen asleep on the couch. Clark effortlessly picked her up and carried her into his bedroom and laid her on his bed. It was a cold evening and they were supposed to get some snow in Gotham so he pulled the covers up around her. Before he turned off the lights he kissed Lois on the forehead and quietly said, “I love you Lois,” as he headed back to the living room. He would wake her up at about 9 o’clock if she didn’t wake up on her own.
Lois opened her eyes and looked around. She couldn’t quite place the soft cocoon she was lying in. Then she smelled something wonderful cooking. As she looked around she started to remember that she fell asleep at Clark’s and that she must be in his bed…his bed! Lois jumped up and went out into the living room looking for Clark. He was sitting on the couch with his back to her looking at a Christmas cartoon. Almost as if he sensed her presence, he looked around and smiled. It was almost time for him to go and wake her. He patted the couch next to him for Lois to sit. She obliged.
“How was your nap?”
“Wonderful. Your bed is so comfortable.”
“I’m glad you slept well,” Clark said as he placed his arm around Lois’ shoulders.
The couple laughed and talked until midnight. Then Clark got up and pulled Lois up to standing with him. He reached under the tree and handed her a small box with jewelry store wrapping on it and a pink bow. She gave Clark a questioning look but he just smiled and encouraged her to open it.
When Lois opened the box he mouth fell open and her eyes started to tear. There in her hands were the platinum one karat diamond earrings that she had wanted for so long.
“How did you know?” Lois squeezed out while fighting tears, happy tears.
“Vicky.”
“Thank you, Clark. They are beautiful.”
“So are you, Sweetheart.”
At that last remark, Lois could no longer dam the tears, but for once these were happy tears. She kissed Clark and then handed him her gift.
Clark opened his small jewelry sized box and was elated to see a white gold Seiko watch.
“Thank you, honey…how did…”
“Bruce.”
The two hugged each other and laughed together.
“Oh, I have something else for you…”
“Lois, honey, you didn’t have to…”
“Honey…sweetheart?”
“I’m sorry…I…”
Lois interrupted Clark’s attempted explanation with a kiss.
“I sort of like it.”
Clark just smiled.
“Oh…your other gift…”
“Honey, you shouldn’t have…”
“I am ready to go out with you and meet your parents…” Lois continued.
“And I have what you asked Santa for…I want to be that person who loves you unconditionally, flaws and all, who will always be there for you. But Lois I don’t want to share you with anyone else. I have to say that I only want this if we can be…you know…exclusive to each other.” Lois answered Clark with a wide smile that surely included her eyes this time, and a passionate kiss that relayed confirmation.
Breathlessly, after reluctantly breaking away from that kiss, Clark said, “I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Yes,” Lois simply replied.
“But there is something else that you should know.” Clark cleared his throat nervously. “I’m…” Clark decided against finishing his sentence and decided to show Lois instead.
Clark stepped back and started to spin until Clark disappeared and Superman appeared. Lois got that ‘deer in the headlights’ look and Clark saw fresh unshed tears in Lois’ eyes. Clark was afraid that Lois was going to reject him, be afraid of him. But instead, she just held out her hand to him silently asking for him to take it. He pulled her in for a hug instead and just above a whisper said, “I want to be with you, if you’ll still have me.“ Lois didn’t resist. She just hugged Clark tighter.
“You’re Superman, Clark. You can have anyone…why would you want me?” Lois said as she hugged Clark. “I want to be with you, too. I’m just afraid…of getting hurt again. I don’t…I just don‘t know if I could survive another…”
“I will never hurt you on purpose,” Clark assured Lois. “Honey, I love you. There’s not anyone else that I want. Before I met you I thought I was incapable of loving someone, the way a man and a woman love each other. But then you changed all of that.”
“I love you, too, all of you,” Lois added smiling through tears. “I guess the next thing you’ll tell me is that Bruce is Batman.”
Clark didn’t say anything. He just got that ‘deer in the headlights’ look. Lois saw his expression.
“No…Bruce is Bat…”
Clark just kissed Lois to make her stop talking.
“Bruce is my friend Lois. I wouldn’t want to betray his trust either.”
Lois read between the lines, took that as a ‘yes’ and moved on to asking Clark about his Kryptonian heritage. Clark was relieved to get through that ordeal and it really didn’t turn out so bad. He knew her deepest secrets and she knew his.
Lois and Clark ate some of their Christmas feast. Lois decided at about 2 o’clock that she should be going home. Clark placed his hand on her arm.
“Lois, please stay…with me this time.”
“Clark I can‘t…I…”
“It’s Christmas and…I wont ask you to do anything that we’re not ready for. I just want to be with you.”
“I…okay,“ Lois said nervously.
“I’ll take the couch and you can have my bed.“
“Okay.”
Clark gave Lois one of his tee shirts to sleep in. Though it fit Clark perfectly, it came down almost to Lois’ knees. She kissed Clark goodnight and got back into his comfortable bed. Clark made a place on the couch and soon dozed off. He thought to himself that all of his dreams had come true.
tbc...
