“And admit it, you like watching me win.”
Clark chuckled, pulling her even closer. “I like watching you - I don’t need a reason.”
Lois leaned in, eyes dancing. “I noticed - that time we played strip poker.”
His brows lifted, playful. “I might’ve peeked.”
“I know you peeked.”
“I had to! You’re much better at bluffing than I am… It felt like my only chance.”
She smirked. “And what did I tell you?”
He kissed her cheek. “That next time I should give you advance notice so you could wear the good lingerie.”
Lois wrapped her arms around his neck as she pulled his face close to hers. “Exactly. I put effort into my victories.”
He chuckled, the fondness in his eyes softening the tease as he stepped closer. “You’re also completely impossible,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to her forehead. “And everything I ever wanted.”
I'm totally in love with this part!!!
The bullet hadn’t gone through - it had shattered.
Nooooo!!!
Congratulations - you’ve chosen the Tank Ending, everyone is dead, you really shouldn’t have burned a piece of Clark’s childhood.
T_T
“You’re warm. And soft. And you smell nice.”
A surprised laugh burst out of her, exhausted but genuine. “Wow. Nearly dies and still finds the energy to flirt. You must be feeling better.”
He gave her a lopsided smile. “I almost died. I deserve cuddles.”
“Cuddles, huh?” she teased, even as she was already climbing onto his lap and tucking herself into his side. “Is that the official medical term?”
“Prescribed by the world’s leading expert in Lois Lane recovery,” he murmured, nestling against her shoulder, his voice going drowsy. “Best treatment plan I’ve ever had.”
They're so cute that my heart could melt! <3 (And for my own sake, I'll pretend I didn't read option A XD)
