Author Notes: Same thing as before. This is the parallel of Chapter 3 but with Clark's point of view. Enjoy and review. Only one more chapter!

Closeness (Chapter 4)

The only thing that mattered, right at that very moment was their closeness...

*Clark*

Clark realized how close to him Lois had stepped. Merely a few inches separated her face from his, her body from his. He could not deny how beautiful she was. Lois is a stunning woman.

He remembered how gorgeous she looked earlier, when he caught himself staring at her. This time, was a little different. She had no make up on her face. Her bare face was even more beautiful. Her cheeks were naturally pink. Her lips were like faded crimson. Her skin was delightfully luminous. He imagined how soft it should be. I need to feel her skin in my hand. But he could not move. Need?

There was Lois before him. She was a grown woman now, not a teenager anymore. There were so many sides of her, and he knew them all. Some of them were pleasant, others not much, but he knew what a great person she was.

She had always been a friend, a comfort, and sometimes, a wakeup call. She knew how to drag his head out of the clouds and back to Earth. When every other person would take pity on him, Lois hadn't. She was always like a rock to hold on to. She has always trusted me, without knowing who I am.

She had always reassured him when he was in pain. Every time Lana left, Lois was there consoling him. Every time Lana broke his heart, Lois helped him to amend it and move on. She often offered a heartening advice, but when the time called for a hug, she had dislodged her own walls to allow the embrace. I need to feel her close, a little bit closer. But then again, he could not move. Need?

Clark wondered why he was afraid to face a moment like this. This is why. He felt exposed, as if Lois could see right through his eyes directly into his soul. If only you knew who I really am. No! That could not be. He tried to look away, to move away from her, but he couldn't. His mind was unheard opposed to his heart. Lois was close, too close. Reason had lost its battle, his feelings had taken over.

He could hear her accelerated heartbeat, her erratic breathing. Could she be feeling it too? Nah, she's Lois. After all, she had set aside all their 'previous moments' to the sparks trench. But he didn't want that, he wanted to feel her close, he wanted to hold her tight. I need to tell her how I feel. His urge was intense, but every muscle in his body was paralyzed.

Clark didn't know how he got to need Lois. He could not point a date or time, he just knew he need her. She relied on him, even if she denied it, he knew. He cared about her, more than anybody. Why her? Why Lois? Definitively, she was the missing part of his life. My soul mate?

At Chloe's wedding Lana appeared and everything changed. For years he thought of Lana as his soul mate, but not anymore. It took a lethal separation to prove this point. Lana was gone and she took with her Clark's doubts on becoming what he is meant to: a hero. Lana was gone and he had moved on. But still, he didn't dare to approach Lois on this matter. She'll dismiss me fearless if I make a move. When she suggested talking about the topic for the first time, he had bailed out. We have almost kissed. That was not an easy subject to discuss, and again he didn't know why.

It's not like I haven't kissed her before. He thought about that kiss they shared on the alley. She had kissed him while thinking he was the Green Arrow. He feared she would try to kill him if she knew it was him. Maybe she had forgotten about it. Maybe she did, but he didn't, he did remember the touch of her lips, the grip of her hands. He did remember that kiss. Maybe that's exactly it. He panicked. What if she still remembers that kiss? Does it really matter?

Hunger was not an issue anymore, at least not for food. He had absorbed her sent through every pore. A new desire starved him. He wanted to inhale the air that she breathed. He needed to hold her close, to feel her touch. Certainly, he was scared, but this time he needed to do something before it was too late. I'd like to run, run and hide myself in her eyes, those beautiful eyes.

He felt as if hours had passed, but only seconds had passed, lifetime seconds…

To be continued…