Oh how much he loved you.

And how much you loved him of course.

You two were probably the BEST couple in Smallville because of many factors. You go way back, had a good story in every contest, you were lovely, you were known, and a lot of other things. And a lot of people were jealous too of course. Clark had a beautiful girl and you had a beautiful boyfriend. Match made in heaven.

The main reason of why Clark cherished and venerated you like a Goddes was because you loved every part about him. You didn't care if he was clumsy, if he was nervous, if he always said that he was going to be on top but he always ended up under you. You just loved the fact that he was biased, mostly a sub or wipped, you found it cute.

After 5 years of dating you were now at senior year, 16 years old, ready for prom. Of course you two would go together and you were matching! When you first showed him the dress you were going to wear he was just... Wow. Boner alert.

The dress was a light, creamy off-white color with a delicate floral print in muted pinks and greens. The print was to be of small, scattered blossoms, subtly integrated into the fabric. The dress had a cowl neckline, creating a draped effect at the bust. It was a slip dress style, with thin straps that are barely visible. The silhouette is a high-low design, meaning the front was much shorter than the back. The shorter front hemline sat above the mid-thigh, showcasing the legs. The back of the dress flowed to a longer length, creating a train-like effect. There was a ruffled trim along the hemline, adding textural interest and visual softness, particularly pronounced at the high-low transition. The fabric was lightweight and possibly silky or chiffon-like, giving it a flowing and ethereal quality. A beautiful dress.

He officially asked you to be his prom date and of course you agreed so you just had to wait until the end of the school (A week) to be dancing in eachother's arm and making out when the party gets a romantic atmosphere. Then you'll go to his house, watch some movies and then fall asleep. Perfect night.

He was out of your door, tapping his foot on the porch's floor as he held some lily of the valley in a boquet with an arm and with the other hand he kept tugging at his white tux. The you opened the door and that goofy, love-sick grin appeared.

"Good evening babe... Ready to go? My dad will drive us there." he winked and kissed you before pulling away and holding out the boquet while smiling sheepisly "For you."