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Lois Lane (reporterlois) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2008-02-25 17:24:00

Entry tags:

clark kent/superman, lois lane (movie)

Who: Clark and Lois
What: More talking! Yes, more.
Where: Rooftop of Lois' apartment building, London
When: Tonight

Lois was waiting on her rooftop at 6 p.m., and nearly ready. She didn't know if he was going to arrive the traditional way as Clark coming up the stairs, or from the air as Superman, so she tried to not look nervously in either direction.

She'd taken a portkey to Italy to get authentic Italian -- not as a way to show him up, but because she wanted to do something nice. He was always bringing her gifts from different places and now she could finally return the favor. She'd even gotten extra spaghetti, knowing it was one of his favorite foods. A small table was set up and food was ready to be dished up onto two empty plates. She'd brought up a couple of different things to drink from her apartment. There were no candles, as she didn't want to try to force the setting to be romantic, but the setting was open and friendly.

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nosecretid
2008-02-26 02:15 am UTC (link)

There was a flurry of wind and then he was there, with a smile, and his eyes... his eyes were full of worry and love. For a long moment he stared at her, and then he spoke.

"Lois... I am sorry we did not speak before now, and I am sorry I left so abruptly. I won't do it again."

He brought forward a violet colored rose, and a small box.

"These are for you and... is that italian from Italy?"

His nose had picked up the scent and he peered at the table.

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reporterlois
2008-02-26 02:32 am UTC (link)

Lois turned at the slight rush of wind. She matched his gaze, studying his features, relieved he was really there.

She glanced down momentarily, touched by his apology about him leaving abruptly. It was just what she needed to hear, since that was her biggest insecurity now when it came to him. But it was so hard to hold anything against him when he apologized right off the bat. "I know you needed time. I'm sorry, too," she said quietly. "For what I said to you."

Her mouth dropped open a little in surprise. "You didn't have to get me anything. Thank you." Sometimes he never ceased to surprise her. She slowly took the rose and box from him, wondering what was inside. She smiled at his question while smelling the rose. "Yes. And I got plenty of spaghetti, provided that's still your favorite?"

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	nosecretid 2008-02-26 02:51 am UTC (link)
	He blushed and smiled softly. "Thank you. For being you." He stepped in and hugged her close, holding tight. he spoke, so quietly, but loud enough for her to hear. "I miss you so much, oh so very much..." The box held a dress, cut to her size, in blue silk, almost see through, but not quite. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

reporterlois
2008-02-26 03:07 am UTC (link)

"For what?" she repeated in astonishment. He was thanking her? That was the absolutely last thing she expected to hear from him.

Lois very nearly tensed up when he stepped closer to hug her, knowing she needed to take this slow. But she remained relaxed and then relaxed further as he held her. She put one arm around him and buried her face in his shoulder a little. They smell the same. Why didn't I put it together before?

"I missed you too," she whispered, her arm tightening around him.

More reluctantly than she hoped she showed, she stepped back. "I guess I'm supposed to open the box now?" And when she did, her breath caught and she looked up at him with confusion and wonder. "What is...?"

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	nosecretid 2008-02-26 03:19 am UTC (link)
	"For not giving up." He smiled softly and nodded. "It's a dress for you. I made it." He grinned. "It is of very special material. It will never burn, and bullets, knives, and such cannot pierce it. Thought you would have a bruise." He looked down, then up. "I wanted to make something, something to show you I care." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	reporterlois 2008-02-26 03:33 am UTC (link)
	"I could say the same of you, you know." Lois fingered the material in wonder. "Thank you," she said graciously. "You made this? What's the material called?" She was surprised enough to be repeating half of what he said. "I... I didn't get you anything." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nosecretid 2008-02-26 03:36 am UTC (link)
	"I, ah... never named it." He smiled, and shook his head. "Don't worry about it, I just wanted... to give you something." He smiled lopsidedly. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

reporterlois
2008-02-26 03:42 am UTC (link)

Her eyebrows went higher. "You made the material too?"

She smiled and, in what might've been a shy or uncertain gesture, she tucked her hair behind her ear. She never did that, but he'd always brought out different reactions in her. "Thank you. It's sweet. And helpful. It looks beautiful, I can't wait to try it on later." Her smile turned mischievous. "I'll have you know I've been trying to be careful since I've been here. I don't get into as much trouble as I used to. But I'm sure this'll still come in handy."

Lois gestured with her head to the table. "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?"

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	nosecretid 2008-02-26 03:44 am UTC (link)
	He blushed and nodded. "You're welcome." And he chuckled. "Wouldn't want to try to change you too much, Lois. You are who you are." His smile was loving. "Yes and yes, please." He move that direction, then held out a chair for her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

reporterlois
2008-02-26 04:27 am UTC (link)

Lois replaced the lid on the box and set it on the table. "I've been taking more self-defense classes. There are more superheroes here, but not all of them have superhearing, or the knack for being in the right place at the right time." She threw him a small grin before taking her seat and thanking him.

"Dig in. I hope I got enough spaghetti." She was glad this had started out well. She only hoped she wouldn't stick her foot in her mouth again. She wasn't sure where to begin, so she waited for him to sit down.

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	nosecretid 2008-02-26 04:31 am UTC (link)
	He smiled at her and settled in his seat. "I just want you to be safe, Lois." He layered out some to his plate and then to hers. He grinned. "How have you been?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	reporterlois 2008-02-26 04:39 am UTC (link)
	"Safe doesn't always get the job done," she replied wryly. "But thank you." "Thinking," she replied more seriously than his question had been. Though she hoped not too seriously, she didn't want his smile to go away. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	nosecretid 2008-02-26 04:40 am UTC (link)
	He raised an eyebrow. "I know." He listened. "Ohhhh? And any conclusions?" (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)