⤷ @nosuperm4n gets a starter.

❝ so ... ❞ lana trails off, her boot finding solid ground beside the fence clark was fixing up. she takes advantage of his gaze being too busy elsewhere to notice the playful smile dancing over her lips, ❝ you never got around to telling me what we were doing in crater lake back in that dream. ❞ hazel hues scanned his features, as she instinctively handed him a phillips head. ❝ is your memory still fuzzy on the details or is something else holding you back? ❞

" stop that. " he had that look in his eye – the we need to talk about it look. the we have to make a big deal about it look. & she might not know what on earth he's thinking, but she's ready to assume & spare herself the torture. " it was the end of the world, i freaked out. can we just fast forward & put it in the 'oopsie' pile ? " get the shovel, start digging, bury it. " you're alive. nothing matters to me more than this right now. "

↣ MOON KNIGHT

⤷ @nosuperm4n leans in for a kiss.

she hates it, but she hesitates. not because she doesn't want this long-awaited moment to happen, but because she feels in her gut that, whenever their lips part again, she'll find it was all a dream or a cruel hoax from the universe.

because why would he be so bold and open now? what was holding him back before, and where'd it vanish off to?

her breath hitches, just for a second, as if her body is already ahead of her heart — already reaching, already trusting. and maybe that's what scares her most: HOW EASY IT IS TO GET CARRIED AWAY AROUND HIM.

lana swallows the lump in her throat, lowering her features just out of immediate reach. she masks the following question with a light-hearted jest, but means it nonetheless, ❝ clark ... is this the part where you take my breath away only to claim temporary insanity a couple hours later? because i'm not sure i can hold on to the rails of that emotional rollercoaster right now. ❞

" way to go, smallville ! if crashing & burning were a sport, you'd be the reigning champ. "

" au contraire, farm boy. you sitting is the exact reason i need to holler. " she's in planner mode & he's way too relaxed for her liking. " up, get up ! " clipboard tucked under her arm, her hands move in frantic upward motions, prompting him to hurry. & finally, when he's standing, she proceeds to push him through the chaos, outside the barn. " clark, my cousin is getting married today. did you know that ? " he's not allowed enough of a pause to give the obvious answer. she goes on. " i'm asking because there's a buttload of people in there, prepping the place for her big day. you look like you're prepping to take a midday nap. " or maybe that's just what everyone looks like after you pound three espressos & counting. " did you get a hold of the photographer like i asked you to ? someone needs to document this shindig, damn it ! "