Hi Barbara!
Clark gives a tight nod. Awkwardly, he fumbles with the buttons of his shirt as if trying to hide the massive bruise on his chest.
It’s all blue and yellow with some red splotches in between.
He took a bullet for me.
He’s Superman.
I still can’t believe it.
All I do remember, kind of, because it’s still fuzzy at best, are the agonizing moments I thought he was dead. I remember undoing the buttons of his shirt, needing to see what happened to him.
Aaaahhh, she saw his vanity undergarments.
His jaw is working and he doesn’t quite meet my gaze.
Can’t let her see him so vulnerable.
CLARK: She already ripped out my heart once. Imagine what she will do now!
. It’s almost like our encounter in another alley that was also filled with garbage, after he dropped from the sky because of a run-in with kryptonite.
Ooooh, it’s the Alley series
All their big events happen in an alley. Revelation. Kiss. Lois getting dumped. According to some fics, naughty stuff.
LOIS: Clark, if you even think about proposing in an alley next to a dumpster…
So many times I’d been mean to Clark, unfavorably comparing him to the Man of Steel. Considering how I treated him, I have no idea how he could love me.
/takes a coke bottle and puts some brown wool on top, then hands it to Lois/
Don’t worry, Lois. I will heal, it just takes time. If you want to help me, button up this darn shirt.”
This works great with the ordinary-man bit.
His expression softens. “Hey, everything’s going to be all right.”
Unless Lex finds them again.
I don’t think that many people know Superman’s true identity.
M, J, Jack, Perry, Mason, Bruce, Diana (the princess. Sorry, I meant the Greek princess, not the British one).
So instead I busy myself with the buttons of his shirt, carefully avoiding to touch his chest lest I cause him more pain.
She’s cute! Also, she could go the Marion approach and ask him where it doesn’t hurt.
I can’t quite keep myself from asking, “Does that mean you did want me to know your secret one day?”
Yes, but only after the marriage proposal.
The air rushes out of my lungs. Too true. We’ll never know. Because now, Clark is not going to believe my feelings for him are real.
Only thing left is to date Call-Me-Daniel.
How did I not see that? How could I mistake Lex’s elaborate courting scheme for true affection?
Daddy complex?
You took a bullet for me, Clark. What on Earth would you need to apologize for?”
He ruffled her hair.
. If he’d found out about my secret, well, I’m positive he wouldn’t have kept that to himself.”
Oooh, Lex knowing and secretly sabotaging Clark and Superman by using that knowledge.
Suddenly, I find myself in his arms. Is it me keeping him from toppling over, or is it him keeping me from falling apart?
Awwwww
I miss him so much.
What have I done?
/hands Lois some glue to fix Humpty-Dumpty/
/eyes next part/
/and the one after that/
Michael
