- - - Chapter Twenty-One
"Clark?" Lois asked sleepily, not opening her eyes. They were lying in bed on a beautiful Saturday morning in May, both of them awake but neither wanting to admit to it.
"Hm?"
"One week from today is our wedding day."
"Yes it is," he opened his eyes, smiling down at the woman in his arms. She'd opened her own eyes and was smiling back, kissing his bare chest once before settling down into him again.
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"So let's go over everything again," Lois said. Clark smiled patiently; they'd been going over the wedding details all afternoon while Jason played in his bedroom.
"Okay."
"Okay," Lois started at it again. She skipped through the rehearsal, not very worried about it, moving on to the wedding day. They were getting married at 4pm in a small church in Metropolis. Lucy would be Lois's maid of honor; Jimmy would be the best man. The guest list wasn't extremely extensive, close friends and family, they'd invited the staff of the Daily Planet to the reception only, not being incredibly close with more than a few of their coworkers. The reception would be in the Metropolis County Club's guest lounge, a big ball-room type space usually rented out for large celebrations. The caterer had been called and called again, confirming that they would have enough food for their guests, and the priest had been called multiple times as well. Lois didn't want anything to fall through the cracks.
Finally, Lois got to the part Clark was most looking forward to. The honeymoon. They'd be spending a week in Paris while Martha took care of her grandson on the farm. Jason was actually excited to spend time with his grandmother. She cooked a lot better than his mom and didn't feel guilty about spoiling him a little bit. Then there was Shelby, the aging dog he'd have for company, the funny videos of his dad when he was a kid to watch, the privacy the huge amounts of open land that would soon be filled with cornstalks offered, and the encouragement he was sure to get from his grandmother concerning his developing super-powers. Martha Kent was, after all, the only woman on Earth to have raised a superhero and would be very good for advice. Clark was looking forward to the honeymoon simply because it was his honeymoon. He and Lois would be alone together in a beautiful city and not have to worry about Jason catching them with his super-hearing or x-ray vision. He'd made Superman's presence heavily felt around the world in the past few months, deterring organized crime and hoping to be able to get away with a week without doing anything. They both knew he'd have to go once in awhile, but Clark had promised himself he would only leave if there was no chance it could be handled without him.
"And then we spend a week in Paris alone," Lois said, smiling and leaning in for a kiss.
"Are we going to do anything tourist-y?" Clark asked.
"Probably not," Lois said, smiling seductively and Clark felt his ears go red. Luckily, his cheeks stayed their usual pale color and Lois didn't notice his bashful side showing through.