Okay, so I'm really behind here. Forgive me!
I like the little addition you made here.
It was because you love him, her mind whispered. You figured that out at the altar with Lex. It was Clark you wanted. It was always only Clark. It was just safer to love Superman because you knew you couldn't have him. Her phone rang, breaking into her thoughts.
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Didn't like this addition so much. Lois was being pretty immature, too.
As the elevator doors shut, Lois gulped in several deep breaths and tried to convince herself that Clark Kent was not worth crying over. Anyone who could be that immature wasn't worth hanging onto.
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I like this!
Damn him anyway for being so charming and…
"I love you. And I hoped you might feel the same way."
Yes, especially damn him for that. Damn him for making it real. Why wasn't just friends real enough for him?
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Can't Clark just break one little finger?
"So?" What if he only broke one of Ken's fingers?
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e-vil 1. adj. wicked; arising from or caused by real or supposed wickedness 2. n. what is morally wrong, what hinders the realization of the good; the act of reading an fic about two people having a steamy buddy-sex affair and then being merciless in trying to second guess the author on whether the one occasion they forgot to use protection has resulted in conception even before the door has shut behind them in the supply closet, and then not letting it go when said author leaves multiple hints involving the early symptoms of pregnancy so that readers might arrive at that conclusion before the female character, who thinks she just has a stomach bug and is not pregnant, which, it turns out, she is.
