Hide and Seek with hero_farmboy

[dovelike]

Eirene knows that Clark can find her pretty much anywhere on the planet, so she doesn't try to conceal herself. The whole point is making a game out of it and having fun. After a few seconds of debating, she chooses a spot near Galveston, Texas, on the Gulf of Mexico. It's warm, the beach is deserted, and the sky above is riddled with stars.

She waits there, on a blanket, counting down the second minute. He's got three to go.

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[dovelike.livejournal.com]

Good luck with that no dating thing, Clark. Your daughter is descended from Titans.

"I have no idea." Eirene glances down to where his hand hovers, placing hers on top of it, and concentrates briefly. Ordinarily, she would be able to sense everything about her daughter, but those crafty Kryptonian genes are still being sneaky. "Foot probably. I think she's kicking again."

Future Miss Football Player.

[hero_farmboy]

Not until she's fifty, he swears.

"I'll have to get her a little football," he decides. Not that he wasn't going to eventually, but sooner rather than later can't hurt. "Strong legs are good for running, too."

[dovelike.livejournal.com]

Eirene may want grandchildren before then.

"Good idea." Pause. "Wait. American or European football?" Because there's a small difference between thet wo.

[hero_farmboy]

She's got time.

Oh, Eirene. Does the crestfallen look on Clark's face answer that for you?

[dovelike.livejournal.com]

Yes, yes it does. And she can't help but crack up after leaning over to press a kiss against her husband's pouting mouth. "I couldn't resist, Clark. Really. The opportunity was just sitting there. Waiting."

[hero_farmboy]

There is frowning. And pouting.

And then a very serious, "Football isn't something we joke about, you know."

[dovelike.livejournal.com]

The pout will just get kissed again. And again.

"I know how important it is to you." She's trying for a serious expression, because of the whole 'Clark is a football fanatic' thing. "And you know I don't tease you about it." Usually.

"But, honey, I had to."

[hero_farmboy]

Those kisses will start to make up for it.

"You love torturing me." He's so hard done by, he is.

[dovelike.livejournal.com]

Oh, he is. Totally. Eirene is so mean to him, making sure he's got a smile on his face every night, and learning to cook, and poking fun at his favorite sport.

"It's my life's work, boyscout."

[hero_farmboy]

"You're good at it," he mumbles against her mouth. "'s why I keep you around."

[dovelike.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey. She's just going to scoot a little closer. "Mom told me to always take pride in my accomplishments," Eirene murmurs, drawing her tongue across his bottom lip.

[hero_farmboy]

"She's a wise woman," Clark agrees, sliding his hand from her stomach around to settle at the small of her back.

[dovelike.livejournal.com]

"She is." She marvels, once again, how big his hands are before trailing her mouth away from his and towards an ear.