Hi guys..
Well I am actually a Lois and Clark fan and always just write for those two but I don't know after I saw some pretty Cless art....
I felt like writing for Cless and I hope you all like it ..if not I will stop
Oh and english in not my first language so sorry for some errors I probably made
Chapter 1
It was already past midnight and Tess was still sitting on the chair by the desk at Watchtower.
Sleep would not come to her so she stood up from the couch she had slept on and turned on the computers to see if someone from the league needed help but no one did.
It was a quiet night almost all people of the city were already asleep getting new power for the next workday.
Tess sighed and looked at the purple dress that hung on the stair ledge.
She would wear it tomorrow to his engagement party.
His fiancee had come to her and invited her to it at first she could not believe that they wanted her in their life as a friend ...but surprisingly they did.
She was a member of the team now....and every member was treated like family.
Now that her brother was back and took everything away from her it was nice to know that there always would be someone she could seek help from.
She should be happy ...grateful.
And she really was...but somehow it did not stop the longing she felt.
She longed for something she never could have.
For someone one who already found his happiness with someone else.
He never would look at her with shining eyes and a smile on his face like he does when he sees his fiancee.
His blue eyes were always sorrowfully with a mix of sympathy toward her.
And who could blame him..sometimes when she was all alone she even pitied herself.
But there were times where he would sit down next to her take her hand in his and stay the night.
They never would talk and he did not even try to.
It was like he knew that she felt just like an empty body without a realy life.
They would spend the night in silence until she falls asleep her head leaned on his shoulder.
She would wake up and see him gone..but he always returned with coffee and donuts.
Smiling at him she always asked the same thing „Why are you not at work yet“?
„It can wait“...he would put the food on her desk and walk toward the door.
She always calls out to him „Clark“! She never gets the chance to thank him.
He turns back toward her and says „You are welcome“.
And everytime she sees that smile on his face she wished..that he could be more than a friend.
Ok did you like it or not please tell me what you think..?
Well I am actually a Lois and Clark fan and always just write for those two but I don't know after I saw some pretty Cless art....
I felt like writing for Cless and I hope you all like it ..if not I will stop
Oh and english in not my first language so sorry for some errors I probably made
Chapter 1
It was already past midnight and Tess was still sitting on the chair by the desk at Watchtower.
Sleep would not come to her so she stood up from the couch she had slept on and turned on the computers to see if someone from the league needed help but no one did.
It was a quiet night almost all people of the city were already asleep getting new power for the next workday.
Tess sighed and looked at the purple dress that hung on the stair ledge.
She would wear it tomorrow to his engagement party.
His fiancee had come to her and invited her to it at first she could not believe that they wanted her in their life as a friend ...but surprisingly they did.
She was a member of the team now....and every member was treated like family.
Now that her brother was back and took everything away from her it was nice to know that there always would be someone she could seek help from.
She should be happy ...grateful.
And she really was...but somehow it did not stop the longing she felt.
She longed for something she never could have.
For someone one who already found his happiness with someone else.
He never would look at her with shining eyes and a smile on his face like he does when he sees his fiancee.
His blue eyes were always sorrowfully with a mix of sympathy toward her.
And who could blame him..sometimes when she was all alone she even pitied herself.
But there were times where he would sit down next to her take her hand in his and stay the night.
They never would talk and he did not even try to.
It was like he knew that she felt just like an empty body without a realy life.
They would spend the night in silence until she falls asleep her head leaned on his shoulder.
She would wake up and see him gone..but he always returned with coffee and donuts.
Smiling at him she always asked the same thing „Why are you not at work yet“?
„It can wait“...he would put the food on her desk and walk toward the door.
She always calls out to him „Clark“! She never gets the chance to thank him.
He turns back toward her and says „You are welcome“.
And everytime she sees that smile on his face she wished..that he could be more than a friend.
Ok did you like it or not please tell me what you think..?
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