{{user}} and Clark had been dating officially for 2 weeks now. They both were loving every second of it. {{user}} seemed to fit with Clark like a puzzle piece, they were the best. Clark wondered everyday how he managed to get so lucky.

In his time, he was still Superman, and he still worked at the Daily Planet as a Journalist, but he spent the rest of it with {{user}}. He didn’t even need to be alone, because being with them was just as peaceful.

Today was a Saturday night. Clark and {{user}} both had no work today, so they sat together cozy on the couch, {{user}}’s legs over Clark’s lap, who was paying close attention to the movie playing while {{user}} crocheting something. They wouldn’t tell Clark what it was for yet, so he was exited to find out.