It was just a spur of the moment decision. Well, okay, it was something she had thought about before. She just had never dared to actually try it. And then, one rainy November night while he was out saving the world and she was doing laundry, she put the cape she had just pulled from the dryer on - just to keep warm.
She had been wrapped up in his cape before - when he was trying to keep her warm or to shield her from danger.
How sweet. The cape reminds her of him and how he has kept her warm in it and protected her.
It wasn't nearly as snug in fitting her, but that made sense since his shoulders were bigger than hers. No matter how much she shrugged or fidgeted, the harness still sagged.
I have a bit of a problem thinking of the cape in the washing machine, or still worse, tumbling around in the dryer, with a harness attached to it. Oh well, maybe the harness is really soft.
She sighed and gave up on the fit, letting her hands catch each edge of the cape to close it in front of her. She stood in front of the mirror and tried to swirl the cape open in the same way she had seen had seen him do countless times.
Mmmmm... opening the silky red wrapping, revealing the candy inside.
Eh... feel free to post more of these darling little twenty-minute teasers any time that you are(or better yet, Clark is) up to it!
Ann
P.S. Next time, maybe Clark is the one who gets to wear the cape and the boots? (And the royal blue stayups?)
