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

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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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[info]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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[info]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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[info]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.

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[info]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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[info]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."

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[info]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."

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[info]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.

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[info]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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[info]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.

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[info]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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[info]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?"

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[info]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.

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-26 04:40 am UTC (link)
He raised an eyebrow.

"I know."

He listened.

"Ohhhh? And any conclusions?"

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-26 07:35 am UTC (link)
He chuckled.

"You can ask as many questions as you like."

He paused, then nodded.

"I knew toward the end of the Luthor Land Grab adventure, when he kissed me on the cheek. Pheromones, remember? He imparted some to me, without knowing it, but I realized it as soon as I awoke."

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-26 07:41 am UTC (link)
Lois blinked. She hadn't thought of that. "I assumed you'd somehow heard me. You know how they say people hear things even if they're in comas." She groaned a little. "It must've been Jason who heard me, though. That's why he kissed your cheek."

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-26 08:00 am UTC (link)
He nodded.

"Maybe so."

He chuckled.

"You will have to ask him."

He shook his head.

"He is a lot like you."

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-26 08:03 am UTC (link)
Lois chuckled too, going back to eating. "What makes you say that? I think he's a lot like you."

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-26 04:33 pm UTC (link)
"Well. I don't know him now, but, then he was smart, stubborn, curious, brave, and honest, exactly like you."

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-26 09:34 pm UTC (link)
"Funny," Lois mused teasingly. "I think that sounds a lot like you."

Lois broke off pieces of her breadstick as she watched him. "Did you ever plan to tell me who you were if I hadn't found out? And were you ever going to restore my memories? Or was your plan to always keep me in the dark?" Her tone was curious, not accusational, though she needed to hear his answer. "If you hadn't been gone so long..."

Her heart suddenly ached at the thought of all the lost time and what could've been, and she looked down as something passed over her face. If he'd been here when Jason was born... But she couldn't focus on that. She steered her thoughts back to the here and now and looked up to meet Kal-El's answers calmly.

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-27 01:36 am UTC (link)
He smiled wryly at her.

He nodded.

"I hoped to someday woo you as Clark... and if you finally got to the point where I thought you might say yes to the big question, I had it all planned how to tell you."

He rubbed his face.

"I screwed up so much, Lois, and I can never repay you, never make it right."

he felt a dull ache in him, painful and burning.

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-27 02:11 am UTC (link)
Lois's chin was resting in her hand. Her smile got wider and wider. "Really? That was your plan?" She was trying to imagine Clark wooing her. The mental image was of her clumsy, mild-mannered reporter of a partner trying to ask her out and it amused and delighted and intrigued her. "That's not a bad plan, Kent." She was also having trouble deciding what felt most comfortable to call him. She'd figure it out.

Her face sobered quickly, worry lines creasing her forehead. She chose her words carefully. "Having the answers helps. I had a lot of time to think up questions." She shrugged one shoulder, aware she kept firing said questions at him. "Knowing that you didn't intentionally leave for that long... means a lot. Everyone makes mistakes. And no one can begrudge you wanting to see your home."

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-27 02:23 am UTC (link)
"Really. I just wanted to make you happy... then the story broke and I... was a fool."

he smiled softly at her.

"I missed you so much. You can ask me anything you want, always."

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-27 03:22 am UTC (link)
"I wish they'd never printed that story either. I wasn't aware you felt so alone."

"I wanted to ask you all this because I never really got a chance to talk to the other Clark... Clarks very much," she amended. "When the first one -- he had the memories of about two dozen versions of you -- when he told me about your double life, I was angry. Clark and Superman are both Boy Scouts, and you'd both been lying to me the entire time." She didn't seem particularly angry now, at least.

"I understand a little better now why you did what you did. But it's different hearing the answers from you. I like getting them from you. I've been dying to ask them for a year and a half." For a reporter like Lois, that was an eternity.

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[info]nosecretid
2008-02-27 03:34 am UTC (link)
He smiled softly and reached out to touch her face, then nodded.

"I am sorry it has been so long."

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[info]reporterlois
2008-02-27 05:00 am UTC (link)
"Me too," she said softly. She was still sorting through things. She'd tried to move on twice, now, with long separations from him, and as a result, she was confused every time she looked at him. She knew she'd always love him, in some form or another, whether it was platonic or something else. They'd shared too much together and even had a child together for that to go away.

But the something else part was what was confusing her. One minute she wanted to flirt, the next she just wanted to be friends and partners, the next she was remembering his lips and hands on her in the Fortress and her mouth went dry and her heart rate sped up and she was staring at him before she jerked herself out of those memories. Like she'd done just now. And if she admitted it deep down she was afraid if she let herself fall in love with him again, he'd leave her or this place would take him from her. But now she knew time was short. And since this place was capable of taking him from her, she'd do her best to get over the fear so that they didn't waste any more time.

"Is there anything you want to ask me?" she said after a minute.

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