• 𝖑𝖔𝖎𝖘 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖊

"𝘔𝘺 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘐 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚." ⟡ 𝐃𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 - ℒ𝑜𝒾𝓈 ℒ𝒶𝓃𝑒 ⟡ 𝙢𝙪𝙡𝙩𝙞-𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙥 𝙬/𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙢 ⟡ 𝙣𝙨𝙛𝙬 𝙙𝙢𝙨, 𝙚𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙙 ⟡ 𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙢 𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙚𝙧

I’ve gotta say, Smallville, the overalls are quite a change.

“Well hey to you too. Didn’t expect to see you in my neck of the woods.” Her brows lifts in question. “Does this call for a stiff drink or a stiff cup of coffee? I have both. It’s been one of those weeks.”

“A dinner date with Superman. What a headline.” She’s incredulous as they land, even as the repetition of his saving has eased her some. Just a little. “Dinner feels like a really lame response to saving my life.” She plants a hand on his shoulder as she steadies herself.

This sounds like something most of us do every day at The Planet. 🧍🏻‍♀️

[ ♡ and I’ll find one of your posts to interact on! I need distractions today. ]

Lightly serves him a kick under their parallel sitting desks. She could hear Perry’s heavy footfalls in a busy newsroom or a deathly silent one. That man walked with barreling purpose always. “𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙧𝙠.”

Her eyes crinkle at the edges, a playful little smile tinging her cheeks. “It was a little risky. Might fall off the other way.” Between his dimples and the way his fists naturally find his hips, the whole thing feels familiar. “I’m afraid I’m a little classic.”

She sighs, fed up. With bureaucracy; the police department; the jams she always manages to get herself into. “Well, I was trespassed tracking down a source and I didn’t leave. GCPD doesn’t like me anymore than Metropolis PD.” Her brow lifts. “What about you? Off the record.”

She appraises him for a second, trying to figure out what could be wrong ( the newsroom had joked that she had a ‘Clark Kent’ radar ). “Yeah, lunch. Sustenance. Something to make the middle of the day a little brighter.” Her brow ticks up uncertainly. “Are you okay?”

She believes it. He always has this penchant for saving her from death-defying situations. He’s starting to look a bit like heaven after all.