Hi Toomi!
I’d overheard Clark talking to someone in the newsroom about the Perseid meteor shower and thought I’d offer to drive him out of the city to see it, as he’d never be able to get out here without a car.
Awww, she’s so nice to him. Too bad he already made plans with superman.
There are more stars than I’ve ever seen in my life, but I haven’t seen a meteor yet.
Not even when she was hit in the head by some goon?
LOIS: No, silly, that’s birds.
he steps behind me, his arm outstretched, pointing towards a vague area in the sky.
But I’m not paying attention.
As he turns me to face the right direction
Got distracted by a warm body!
, the palm of his hand on my hip to guide me, his thumb slips under my waist-length t-shirt and is resting on my skin, just above the waistband of my jeans, where the rest of his hand remains.
Completely distracted!
I’m suddenly very aware that I want the rest of his hand to join his thumb.
Oooooohhhh
As Clark removes his hand from my waist I regret not wishing on every shooting star I just saw that we could stay just as we were a while longer.
Awwwwww
and identifies Mars in the sky, but his other hand stubbornly remains by his side.
You’re evoking a lot of deliciousness here.
Here under the stars, alone with Clark Kent, the distractions of work and the city, my commitment to my career, the cable bill that I forgot to pay, fade away and I realize I’d rather be standing in a field, surrounded by bugs and other creatures I’d rather not think of, staring at the stars with him, than anywhere else.
Sorry for quoting half the fic!
My initial plan had been to fly further north where city lights wouldn’t impede the meteor display, as I had done in years past. That had vanished without regret the moment Lois had expressed interest in seeing the Perseids.
Isn’t he cute?
reaking the intensity of the moment, I step back, removing my hand from her waist, and point out a few more details of the night sky.
She’s listening, but I can tell she’s not focused anymore.
Yeah, that is what happens when you stop touching her. Now she’s confused and rejected and what’s that hand back.
“The Perseids will peak in the next few days. We could come back with a picnic, have a very late dinner under the stars?”
I laugh. “Sure. Dinner, location to be determined.”
The accidental date.
As we arrive at the Jeep, a few brighter Perseids streak brightly across the sky. “Make a wish,” I say as Lois unlocks the doors.
She climbs into the driver’s seat and starts the car before answering. “I think mine’s already been answered. I’ll save that shooting star for someone else.”
Awwwwww
This was a delicious story! I might have overdoes on Warm and Fuzzy, but that’s a good(TM) thing
And posting this, I just realized that I already FDK'd here last year. Talk about ooops? Hope you don't mind
Michael
