Clark stood on the roof, the air around him suddenly cold. He had done the right thing, but it felt so wrong. He could hear her sobs as she ran down the stairs. He couldn’t leave things like this. Flying down another way, he met her at the bottom of the stairwell. She was breathing hard from running and crying. She beat her fists against his chest as he embraced her. She set her head against his shoulder and cried.

The music changed again and Clark looked at Lois. It’s Now Or Never, Elvis sang. He tilted her chin up and closed his eyes, kissing her like everything inside him told him he should. Fireworks exploded in his nerve endings.

“Are you wearing your Wonder Woman costume under there somewhere?”

Superman swatted her hand away, playfully and gasped. “Did Kal tell you about us, Ultra Woman? That was supposed to be a secret.”

Clark glanced across the room at their friendly-neighborhood hacker, kidnapper extraordinaire and lowered his voice.

She’d have to ask her Clark someday where he kept his wallet in that tight blue suit. “Where will you keep the coins?”

In two months or so... "Look Mommy! A flying balloon!" "Huh, Petey, it's not nice pointing at Superman's girlfriend"

How did Clark know about the costume? And get the pattern? Since it looked like it was a last minute surprise for Lois.

So, which came first? Perry's love for Elvis or his surrogate daughter?

On the second read, 'her' is Cat, right?

Oh dear. Kryptonite?

That can't be good.... That's not good.

I thought it was canon that Lois hated the UW suit. No? I know she hated the mask.

What? No sense of control?

Lois brought a bunch of loose photos with her from canon dimension. In one was a photo or UW and SM.

Yep.

All depends on your point of view.

Lois took another look at herself in the mirror. She felt ridiculous. She had hated the costume back when it was necessary to be Metropolis’s superhero, but to wear it to a party? A deep lavender body suit with a pink belt and yellow stripes up the thigh. Lavender boots, mask, and cuffs and a turquoise cape. One could not be modest in this outfit. The belt hit her belly in just the right spot, hiding the extra baby bulge. Stepping into the hall, she sighed.

“Shall we get a drink?” Clark asked and it felt like her feet slammed to the ground. Had they been floating? Or had she just been imagining it?

“You are Clark Kent’s date, are you not?” Cat asked.
“I’m here with Superman,” Lois corrected, hoping that Cat didn’t recognize her.
“The real one?”

As they swayed to the music, she whispered, “Surrender.” She placed her lips to his, but he turned away. Tears blinded her as she pushed him aside. The pain of his rejection swallowed her. These feelings for him were overpowering her; she could no longer control them or deny them. Opening the door to the stairswell, she disappeared.

a costume party!! she's dressed as Ultrawoman!!

ejem... losing control, are they?

she's a gossip reporter, for God's sake! she is an expert in recognizing people in a costume!

OH DEAR..... I can see their faces, feel their emotions... although that doesn't mean I like them.

And, BTW I have heard all your playlist those are great songs!