Power of Love
A short story about Clark and Lois's difficult but powerful love. Clark and Lois are both really opposite. Many things try to keep them apart but they know that, no matter what happens, they will always be able to find a way to be together again.
As soon as I said it, I knew it was wrong to accuse him of such a thing. He stopped suddenly in his path and turned to face me. Before I could even react, he was kissing me so fiercely I didn't even realize that this was how he felt. I kissed him back with just as much passion as when we had first begun dating. All the memories that made me happy consisted only of him. Being with him completes me. He was the reason that I forget all my troubles, my past. I forget everything else around me except him. He is the only reason of living for me. His muscular arms encircle me and pull me even closer to him, if that was even possible. Then, just as fast as it had happened, it ended ever so quickly too. I cried out in despair, at the loss of losing the feel of him and the warmth of his body. He chuckled slightly, amused at my reaction. His lips touched mine again, gently this time. His hands were holding my waist. I wrapped my arms around his neck, craving more of him. He pulled back slowly and stared deeply into my eyes. I could feel what he felt, I saw his emotions through his eyes and I sighed. His hand moved to softly caress my face and push back a strand of hair that had come loose from our actions. I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling.
"What are we doing to ourselves?" I asked quietly. I looked up and stared at him, waiting for an answer. He blinked, obviously unprepared for the question, and breathed a soft sigh.
"I really don't know... But I do know one thing though."
"And what's that?"
"We were both so stupid to not realize the truth earlier... We have to stop doing this to us. We have to stop pushing each other away. We have to trust that we will always be there for each other no matter what." He answered, with a slight frown. I said nothing in return. I retracted from him and sat down on the soft grass. He followed suit. I know now why he acted a little irrationally at first. He waited for me to show him that I was ready, all these years and I react exactly the opposite of what he was expecting.What's wrong with me?! I can't believe I never realized that this was how Clark felt. I've been extremely blind not to see this. I really am such an idiot!His eyes searched mine, quizzically. He raised his eyebrows in question. I shook my head to clear my thoughts.
"Clark, I'm sorry." He looked like he was suppressing laughter at the moment I said that. He contained himself because he saw I was being serious.
"What do you mean? You did nothing wrong..." He suddenly looked worried.
"For being an idiot to you before..." I answered. He answered my comment with a soft kiss and one of Clark Kent's most charming 'farm boy' smile. He's so perfect and pure.
"Oh, Lois," he said "you have nothing to be sorry about. We were both idiots before. Let's go inside."
He took my hands in his and helped me to my feet. We walked back into the warmth of the farmhouse.