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dinner date with Clark

April was still up on Cloud Nine, after she and Clark had started to officially be girlfriend and boyfriend. And tonight, she had a thought that since their 'first date' had been not quite real due to a de-aging LOL that she would make him dinner for an official first date.

The menu was simple enough, because even though April looked to cook and create, she still had inherited some unfortunate cooking accidents from her mother. She had selected Italian-flavored dishes to serve tonight. Shrimp and Pesto Linguine, Mushroom and Onion Frittata, and Strawberry bellini for dessert.

The dishes were light enough for summer time, easy enough to follow, and were smelling quite delicious by the time April had set the table. Also set at the table, on Clark's plate, was a small gift-wrapped package.

All that remained was to wait for Clark to arrive.

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It's ridiculous that you feel this nervous, Clark scolds himself. Granted, the very few dates he's ever been on ended disastrously for one reason or another, but this is April. They've both had a peek at each other's dark sides and didn't run away. Though he doesn't even think he was this anxious last time he came to her place and found her locked into her other form.

He's dressed up a bit, trading his usual red and blue for a nice button-down shirt. He doesn't know what her favorite flowers are, or if she even likes flowers, but he brought along a bouquet of azaleas anyway.

Feeling a little awkward, he hesitates a moment and knocks on her door.

Finishing with the last touches of the table, April takes a breath before answering the door. She is nervous too. In a good way.

Opening the door, her heart literally skips a beat when she sees Clark looking very nice in his attire. And smiles at the flowers in his hand. "Welcome! Come on in!"

He could have just looked through the door to get a sneak peek, but he's anxious enough that it didn't even occur to him. "Wow. You look fantastic."

He steps inside on autopilot, then remembers what these plantlike things in his hand are for and offers them to her. "These are for you. I don't know whether you're allergic or you hate flowers or anything but I was passing through a flowershop in South America and I thought they might be nice." He does ramble a little when he gets nervous.

"They are beautiful Clark. Thank you." April will take the flowers, and find them a suitable vase.

After doing that, she takes his arm and gently kissed his cheek. "Supper is on the table. You have perfect timing."

He can't quite stop a silly grin from forming at the kiss, though he does manage to successfully contain the blush. "Perfect timing is one of my many superpowers," he says.

Clark whistles lowly at the sight of the food. "Wow, April. This looks great. I wondered what smelled so good."

"I am excited to learn about your other superpowers." Flirting is mo much easier now they are officially dating.

There is of course a gift on Clark's plate that will prevent food from being served right away. "I hope you like Italian. It's crazy that I adore it so. Guess the whole garlic thing and vampires is a myth."

"I am very cool with Italian," Clark assures her. He doesn't get it much, cornfed farmboy that he is, but his mom is quite fond of the finer things in life and occasionally breaks out the pasta and garlic for special occasions.

He eyes the box curiously, picking it up with the same care he'd use to handle a wine glass. "For me?" He could peek through the wrapping and find out what it is, but he doesn't want to spoil the surprise.

"Of course its for you." April gives him a smile. She forgets about the X-Ray vision at times, but would be happy to know that he doesn't spoil the surprise.

Clark decided early on that he wouldn't use his x-ray vision to look through presents, unless of course he suspects it might contain a bomb or something.

He's not entirely sure what the etiquette is for the girl giving the guy gifts, but he's never one to be rude and insult the other person by saying they shouldn't have, so he smiles gratefully and unwraps it.

April is a very liberal woman. She is comfortable giving gifts. Receiving gifts. Flirting first. Receiving flirts.

Contained inside the box is Clark's very own PINpoint. "I wasn't sure if you had one already. But your child-ego seemed very impressed by the device."

He's genuinely pleased, smile widening. "I don't have one yet, actually. My very own 'magic phone,'" he adds, teasing. He's a little embarrassed by how awed he was by it as a child, but he appreciates that she played along and protected him to the best of her ability. And that makes the PINpoint a bit more special than it would have been otherwise.

He gives her a careful hug, so he doesn't mess up her hair or anything. "Thank you."

"Yep. And you can personalize it as you like. I only added my contact information, just in case you forget." April returns his hug. A kiss at his ear lobe. She doesn't believe Clark would ever forget her on purpose.

He's not quite as used to spontaneous displays of affection as she is, but he doesn't even think of pulling away. Just hugs her a smidgen tighter. "If I ever forget you, give me a nice big bop on the head."

Now he does pull away, looking a little uncertain. "Speaking of which, I have something else for you." He reaches into his pants pocket and retrieves a small, lead-plated box. "It's a sliver of green kryptonite. In case something ever... happens." It's not exactly a romantic gift, but it is the biggest display of trust that he knows. If he thought she had the slightest chance of betraying him, he'd be handing her the key to killing him.

April is very spontaneous with her displays of affection. Something that Clark will have to get used to.

"I will do my best. Find a big mallet or something." She teases slightly. She is curious when he mentions that he had something for her too. And paused at her initial intention of opening the box when Clark described what was in it.

"Kryptonite? Oh Clark. I will protect it with all my abilities."

"Please. Keep it on you all the time, whenever you can. It's the only way I know you can be safe." He doesn't want to drag down the evening with his problems, but he cares about her too much to leave her unprotected.

He offers her a hesitant smile. "We should eat, the food's going to get cold."

"I will. Whenever I can." But for tonight, the lead box will be placed into a wall safe, along with other things that April keeps protected.

Returning to the table, she serves them from both main course meals. "And we know from last night, you handle yourself pretty good with my dark side. Luckily. There isn't really anything I could give you to carry around."

It's kind of funny; even when Clark is doing normal life things, he still goes about it in the weirdest ways. His girlfriend is a vampire who slays demons. He's an alien who will either break the world or save it. And they trust each other to subdue and control the other if they have to.

"This is really good. I'm afraid you've already seen the extent of my culinary skills."

"And this is about mine. Following the recipe is easy." April laughs.

"Easy for you to say. If I use an actual toaster to make my toast it comes out like charcoal. I work great as a potholder though, so if you ever need someone to grab a hot muffin tray, I'm your guy."

((Must sleep now. Mondays and Wednesdays are my must-get-up-crazy-early days.))

April smirks. Holding back the obvious gutter-joke that crossed her mind at first thought.

"Oh I think I will keep you around for other reasons."

((night))

Clark pauses for a second at her tone. Rewinds the conversation. "So long as your intentions are honorable," he teases her, trying not to laugh at himself too much.

"Oh yes. Very honorable. And enjoyable." April enjoys the fact that Clark is comfortable enough to tease.

Oh, April. Now Clark's ears have gone all red. "Speaking of honorable, I still have no idea what I'm going to tell my parents. Or when. I think they'd like you if they met you, but I've dropped a lot of bombshells on them in the last couple of years and I don't think I know how to deliver good news anymore."

"At least it is good news being delivered." April points out. "You could start with saying, 'hey I met a girl I really like, and I would like you to meet her'. We can handle the whole where did you meet her together. And how I am aware of your powers, because I have powers of my own."

"I just wish I had parents I was close to, that I could introduce you to. We could meet my father... but he is still getting used to the whole idea that he has a daughter in the first place."

"I think it'd be good to introduce it to them in stages. It really is a lot to drop on them at once, especially about you knowing about me - my parents are very protective of me, and they don't like it when I tell my secret without discussing it with them first." He toys with his fork a little. "Together, though... I think I'd like that." It'd be nice to have some backup for once, and she is the topic of discussion.

"Yeah, that might be awkward. Or scare him away from you, and I don't want to complicate things before he even gets to know you. I... don't want my father to know about you either. Yet." Jor-El has already used Clark's friends and family against him without hesitation, and with someone like April, he's terrified of what his father might do.

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