Hi Sara!
The next one about Lois and Clark
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Holy moly, this one got more emotional than I expected!
Clark kissed Mayson and Lois saw?
CLARK: Would you believe me if I told you that I just wanted to make her forget about us?
(And I’d also say it got longer than I expected too,
Firefox Reader Mode says it’s okay.
but I honestly…I knew it would get out of hand at some point and made no guesses about how long it would be.
NOTE: Deep insight into writer’s process.
And…gosh…if Lois knew, she would be SO PISSED, wouldn’t she?
You know, in British English you’d have an alternative meaning to this sentence.
LOIS: I would not get black out drunk over a guy dumping me. I’m not my mother. Ugh, I’m so pissed right now.
/points at bachelor auction in Season One.
LOIS: I was much younger then.
I mean, the manipulation is…kinda…not cool.
Clark likes to… twiddle with Lois’s… buttons.
I wanted to see what would happen if Lois called Superman out here at the end of the episode and made him explain himself. It…did not go quite the way I expected.
I figure neither did Lois?
Lois confronts him about his inconsistent behavior when it comes to her.
He keeps dumping her. It is very consistent.
The water in the bath is tepid now, and while taking a hot bubble bath has helped relax my tired muscles, it’s done nothing to stop my mind from working overtime.
Ah, Metallo was the ep where Superman visited Lois while she was taking a bath.
It was a blow to my heart and my confidence that he never reached out to me for help or…comfort.
Awww…foreshadowing to her role as a professional caregiver.
I turn, and there he is, standing just inside my window, inviting himself right in because he knows he’s welcome. Always.
One does wonder how he timed it so perfectly, waiting just long enough for her to tie her robe.
If I just had a chance to show him and tell him how I care about him as more than just a superhero…
Yes. Important difference. She doesn’t just care about him as a superhero rescuing her. She also cares about him as a man with a well-defined physique.
LOIS: Hey! He also has a gentle heart.
I wasn’t being brave. He’s my partner and best friend—of course I’d save him. Really, it was nothing.
Awww…self-deluding Lois
“No, I guess not,” I admit. “I guess there isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for him,” I tell him.
What about breaking up with Superman?
And I don’t understand. It doesn’t make sense why he won’t let himself be open.
His wife didn’t consent to an open relationship.
I know he can probably hear my heart racing. Does it sound different than when it’s racing for completely different reasons?
also awww
Obviously something changed between…last summer…and the time you started dropping by again in the evenings.
It may be directly proportional with how much attention Lois gives to Clark. How friendly she is to him.
“I know!” I almost shout. “You made it perfectly clear last summer that you care about me but you can’t—or won’t—be with me under the circumstances. But those circumstances keep changing, Superman. I don’t even know what they are because you won’t tell me!”
They’re easy. Marry Clark, and Superman will be happy to be your hero on the side.
watch as Superman flinches at my words—I’m yelling at Superman in my living room, and it’s all a little too unreal for me.
Neighbors: That Lane woman again. Every week it’s another man she’s loud with.
“You can’t? Or you won’t?” I level a look at him so he’s clear on what my assumption is.
He’s mentally and physically capable of telling her. Which means it is “won’t”.
LOIS:
I huff and cross my arms too. “Something’s gotta give, Superman, because I can’t play this game anymore.”
Meanwhile, back in high school…
That one bothers him. “I’m not playing any game!”
He got a bet with Clark going.
“Dancing. On. Air. For heaven’s sake, Superman, you closed the window that night and kissed me goodnight. And now you want me to date Clark? What’s different?”
That’s not gamesmanship, that’s sending mixed signals.
. “You can’t choose who I date or don’t date. Unless it’s you taking yourself out of the running, you can’t choose for me.”
He kind of could if they were exclusive.
“Is this really ‘goodbye,’ then? No more late night visits or dancing on air?”
For now, at least.
. “It’s… Sometimes it’s hard to stay away from you.”
That’s the 100% speaking.
I’m not sure what he’s trying to say. “Clark’s not a consolation prize,” I tell him.
I’m sure that’s not what the blue dolt meant.
“You saved my life yesterday. I just…want you to know I’ll never forget that.”
It’s not like there’s that many people he would have to remember.
LOIS: just self-preservation, I guess.
“You saved my life yesterday. I just…want you to know I’ll never forget that.”
My head and heart are spinning, fighting through the heavy emotion of the moment so I can try and remember when I might have saved his life, but I can’t…and the words are so familiar…
Wait. Oh. Oops?
My breath catches as his hand comes to cup my cheek, warmth and tingling almost overwhelm me even as I lean into his touch. I guess circumstances are changing again?
It’s quite the back and forth, isn’t it?
He takes a deep breath before continuing. “There are things about me you don’t know, and this week…this week, Lois, you showed me that all the reasons I haven’t told you these things—this thing—they’re not good reasons, not anymore…”
Oh?
“…and I hope you’ll forgive me…for being stupid and thoughtless and…scared…”
He felt she wouldn’t want a married man.
Right now, he’s never looked more human to me, and there’s almost this familiar comfort to it.
Random scene bunny: Lois needs comforting. Luckily, Superman is there. She falls asleep on his shoulder. When she wakes up, she calls him Clark and Superman answers “yes, Lois” (or “I love you, Clark”).
Clark with Superman’s hair and Clark’s glasses in his hand.
They’re like twins! Maybe Clark’s a defective clone.
“Can you forgive me?”
I nod and nod again, because my heart is in charge here. My brain might be mad later, but oh God, right now he needs me like I need him.
So I reach my hands up to frame his face, drawing him closer, and I close my eyes as our lips touch.
/marks prompt/
I nod slightly against his forehead. “I should be really, really mad at you right now.”
“You’re not mad?”
“Oh, I’ll be plenty mad later,” I assure him, but there’s no edge to my tone.
Gently kissed Lois is adorable!
“Because I care about you,” I say, looking into his eyes. “And…I really want you to kiss me again.”
Awwwww
He laughs even as his arms tighten around me. “I think that can be arranged.”
The End
Very nice. Very sweet. Very satisfying.
Michael
