Great Part. I like your story. To trap them together is a good idea, even if, at first, I was surprised that Clark didn't broke the door saying that it wasn't well closed.
She threw him the ball. “Your turn and could you at least humour me and miss once?”
LOL. It's so Lois. She always want to win.
“My first love…” he paused a moment as if trying to figure out how to say it. “She didn’t love me back Lois. It’s kind of a painful thing for me. Can we leave it at that?”
Clark, idiot. Tell her you love her; she loves you back. And you would know it if you had let her go first before the planet after Lex's death.
“Sorry Lois, my gangster days are over.” He replied with a grin. At the mention of gangsters, she was suddenly taken violently back to that night at the club. In her mind, she could see Dillinger’s gun aimed at her, feel the fear within her as he pulled the trigger and watch as Clark dove in front of the gun for her, taking the bullet for himself. Panic welled up in her suddenly as she looked into his face and the enormity of what he had done hit her full force yet again. A relationship terrified her, but the idea of him dying without knowing how she really felt terrified her even more. She dropped the basketball, not even realizing that her hands had begun to tremble. Clark’s expression immediately went from that of a grin, to one of concern. “Lois are you OK? Was it something I said?”
I've felt exactly what Lois felt. That scene and the scene after that, when Clark and Lois discuss his "death" almost made me cry.
“OK Lois, what is your dare?” He sounded guarded again, and Lois worked up her courage to continue with her plan.
“Clark, I dare you…” she swallowed slightly, knowing this was her last chance to back out. Instead, she forged ahead. “I dare you to kiss me.”
Yes, Lois ! Go on !
What a great dare. And it's not Clark who will be complaining
Suddenly, as if a bucket of cold water had been splashed on the both of them, Clark let her go and stepped back. His breathing was ragged and uneven, matching hers and his eyes had darkened considerably by desire. Lois felt as if part of herself had been ripped away and cried out at the lack of physical contact.
“Lois we can’t…I can’t…” he ran a hand through his hair in distraction. “I’m sorry, but this can’t happen.”
Clark, you're really an idiot !
Tvnerdgirl, please, made him say something intelligent to made the situation better.
Great part. I'm waiting for the next.
