I never liked "bulky" men…
I never like the guy who always had to be the hero…
I especially don't like loud obnoxious guys…
But I did have one weakness, a weakness that was usually the first thing I noticed on a guy. Most other people ignore or dislike this particular item. But something about this was just…sexy in my eyes.
Alfred had my weakness and it was starting to become incredibly hard to ignore the loud, muscular Superman fanboy. However, he put the weakness away while he was trying to impress me. I had a fighting chance now.
"Alfred I'd rather be sucked through a straw. Go. AWAY." I forced myself to look down at my drawing, knowing he would be giving me the puppy dog eyes. He wanted me to dress up like bloody Lois Lane for a costume party.
"Aw, come on Ling!" Alfred took a seat next to me, not letting up, "You have to help me out!"
"Fine, but on one condition," I closed my sketch pad and folded my hands. Turning to him I gave him a scary dead-serious look, "You have to guess my weakness."
"What? You mean like kryptonite is Superman's weakness?"
"You have three guesses and two hints." His face lit up like a kid on Christmas.
"Okay, first hint!"
"You and your brother have it." I couldn't help but smile when I saw his face sulk a little.
"Well," He began to grin, "Is it massive territory?"
"Strike one," The thought was enough to make me blush…
"Blonde hair?"
"Nope, any more guesses or do you want the last hint?"
"The hero cannot be defeated, one more hint."
"Hmm," I had to think a bit for this hint, "Think of Clark Kent and why Lois was too stupid to figure out it was Superman."
Maybe that was a bad hint…his eyes closed and he was looking. Suddenly, with a grin on his face he pulled out the weakness.
Glasses…
His grin became wider when he saw my reaction. I was probably as red as a cherry.
"Well, if I would have known this before," He winked and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, "So, do I have a Lois?"
"Only if you promise to be Clark too!"
