{ooc; In case we didn't have enough threads, silliness is ensuing.}
He won't remember the whole night. Or the whole day. He'll just remember bits and pieces. He'll remember the cheering in the bar. He'll remember the happiness in her voice at it being their home.
And he'll remember this quiet moment of clinging to her hands in the bathroom, deciding he was going to sit down in the morning to start penning out his opera.
Standing up is an unsteady thing. The laugh that bubbles up to his lips is also, somehow, slurred as he bumps his forehead to hers. "'course not. Ridiculous, Lois. Next you'll be asking 'f I'm Superman."
He's just going to cling if she's got his pants under control.
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Date: 2014-02-05 01:33 pm (UTC)He won't remember the whole night. Or the whole day. He'll just remember bits and pieces. He'll remember the cheering in the bar. He'll remember the happiness in her voice at it being their home.
And he'll remember this quiet moment of clinging to her hands in the bathroom, deciding he was going to sit down in the morning to start penning out his opera.
Standing up is an unsteady thing. The laugh that bubbles up to his lips is also, somehow, slurred as he bumps his forehead to hers. "'course not. Ridiculous, Lois. Next you'll be asking 'f I'm Superman."
He's just going to cling if she's got his pants under control.