"Do you like her?"
Even if I know that everything I'm asking him is fact I can't help put ask it with hope, hope that the one he's all moon eyed over is me and me alone, rather then the reporter that sends the very same looks his way, Lois freaking Lane.
(yes, she is awesome, after all she is the only girlfriend that can put up with me and my crazy little brain)
"What? Lois, no of course not, what gave you that idea? We hate each other."
As always when it comes to her, her that I can not compete with even if I use my special trick and fry her ass (which I wouldn't do even if I could, she has many super-boys on her side).
The lies begin to flow like honey from his lips, the lies he used to keep only for protecting his secret but now it's used to deny the feelings that are clearly there.
"Good. Kiss me, Kent."
"Gladly."
But even if I know for certain that it's her he loves rather then me right now it's me who has the Superman in my arms and his lips are mine for the day, month and maybe the year.
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"You see it too, don't you?"
"Yes, it's all crystal clear."
The two blonds in the ever growing family (that lets a few Lex Luther's sneak in along the way) could see it all clearly, as if 'destiny' was screaming out to them but the only ones that couldn't see were the soul-mates themselves.
But I'd rather not see it (the way their eyes sparkle and say 'puppy love') because after all the male in this pairing is mine and mine alone and no freaking universe (which is such a bitch) is telling me other wise.
Even if I know one day, and that might come soon or take forever, she'll be his number one instead of me.
I know for the moment that this Superman belongs to me and my grip isn't going to loosen up for a very long time.
"Love you, farm boy, I even love your plaid shirts and the need to wear nothing but red and blue."
"I love you too, Miss Bishop, lighting included."
Lets hope he feels that same way when I zapping him the butt for leaving me for the one and only Lois Lane.
(who I can't help but like, and she'll be best friend, besides little Claire of course, till that unavoidable day rears it's ugly head)