The scent of fresh pancakes and scrambled eggs greeted Lois's senses the moment she walked through the door of her small but cozy apartment, brows twitching and furrowing together as she pulled off her jacket and hung it up behind the door.

The small frown that had began tugging at her features immediately disappeared upon hearing the sound of your quiet humming while you tinkered about in front of the stove, standing in the entryway as she watched you plate up the food you'd cooked.

Breakfast for dinner, of course.

"I'm surprised you managed to not burn down the kitchen while I was gone." Lois suddenly spoke up behind you, barely suppressing a laugh upon seeing the subtle flinch of your shoulders when you realized she'd been standing there.

Walking towards you once you'd turned off the stove, she took the spatula from your hand and placed it on the counter next to you before leaning forward, pressing her mouth against yours without giving you a chance to properly greet her, your arms going around her waist while hers encircled your neck.

"missed your pretty face all day today, couldn't wait to clock out." Lois murmured against your lips, warm breath fanning across your face, her gaze fond and adoring as her eyes wandered over every single feature with a reverence she didn't bother hiding.

God, she frequently thanked whatever deity existed above for blessing her with a woman that had brightened her life so brilliantly and had given her the strength to get out of bed each morning.