Valentine's Day, the day of love and romance. Gift giving for people who have loved ones and show how much they love each other no matter what.
Clark Kent was a wreck presumably overthinking what to do for his girlfriend of 6 months, Diana Prince. She was a Princess, a Goddess and deserved something special. He wanted their first Valentine's Day to be something to remember. Their relationship meant so much to him.
He smiled brightly as he watched Diana polishing her sword. It was early and wouldn't expect any emergency alerts just yet. Diana would usual train for about an hour or so, perfect time for them to have some alone time before he had to go to the Daily Planet.
He stepped closer to her and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her shoulder and chuckling when she jumped.
"Good Morning, Di," he muttered as he nuzzled her neck.
She giggled softly and spun around to face him. He smiled and kissed her gently.
"Happy Valentine's Day."
Diana smiled against his lips and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Happy Valentine's Day to you, Beloved."
Clark held her close and kissed her forehead. "Our first of many."
Just then he heard his cellphone ringing.
"Go. We have later tonight."
He captured her lips in a passionate kiss, pouring in his love.
Diana moaned in his mouth. "Mmhm...that will hold until tonight."
Clark had everything planned. Candle lit dinner, gift exchanges, sexy bedroom time for the rest of the night til dawn. Perfect plan, perfect timing.
That is, until Perry had an hour rant over a big exclusive story their rival paper, The Daily Star, ended up breaking. Then Jimmy needed a pep talk after his date bailed on him at the last minute.
2 hour set back? No problem at all, right? Especially with Clark having super speed. It shouldn't be too bad.
Though, going to the market was a total different obstacle.
It was packed with last minute shoppers. Bouquets of flowers, cards, chocolates, and more filled carts.
Clark quickly got everything he needed and was waiting in line.
"Been waiting in long lines for 45 years. One would think I'd do better with time but it's became a tradition and I always end up with the best one." Someone said behind him.
Clark turned out see an elder man with a bouquet of flowers.
"Congratulations, Sir. 54 years of marriage."
"She's my joy. Katherine. I'm 73 years old but she makes me feel like we are still those crazy teenagers. The thing about it, Son, I think of everyday as a celebration of our love. Not just today. Not just anniversaries. That's part of keeping the spark. Make everyday feel like the first. Be in the moment when you first fell in love with her."
Clark nodded. "Thanks, I'll keep that in mind."
"What's her name?"
"Diana. We've been together for 6 months but known each other for 5 years. She's my best friend."
"Katherine and I were friends before getting together. Met first year in college. Was partnered in class for projects."
"Yeah, Diana and I work together. Partners."
"It's the best way to be. A beautiful friendship flourishing to something more and everlasting. It's a rarity now a days so when you have it, hold on to it. I can tell Diana means a lot. It's how I was with Katherine. You got something amazing."
"Thanks, um...sorry...I didn't get your name."
"Phillip. Phillip Barrett."
"Clark Kent." He shook his hand. "Thank you, Mr. Barrett. It was nice talking with you."
Clark Kent's apartment
Diana would be on her way in an hour and dinner would be ready within that time.
Although he could use his super speed for prepping the food, he liked to take his time anyway. Prepping would only take 15 minutes anyway.
He sighed and tried to relax. It's all good. It's all-
There was a loud boom on the outskirts of Metropolis by the river.
"What the hell?"
Then he heard a loud roar.
He quickly made sure the oven was at the right temperature before flying out of the window with his suit generating.
"I really don't have time for this!"
He flew full speed and picked up the bear tossing further out from the city, where it rolled and thrashed in the water.
The best quickly thrashed back to its feet. This time it approached Clark more cautiously then struck abruptly. He only just had the reaction time to avert a damaging scratch from its claw to the chest. Clark hissed in pain.
"So your some kind of magic conjuring," Clark said. "Alright. Well good thing I've had training from the best on how to deal with demons like you."
The beast gave him no time to recover and struck again, aiming again for the chest.
Clark dashed back and away.
"She'd be proud."
The beast tried to make another strike. It was like a mindless puppet really. Clark had to find the puppet master, quickly. Clark hit the beast a few times trying to find the weak spot.
Clark dashed forward again then once the beast tried to strike again as he predicted, Clark flew up then straight back down punching the beast on top of its head.
The massive shock went through it and it fell face down.
The enormous beast seemed lifeless but slowly started to disappear.
Clark quickly scanned the area and saw someone standing on top of a building.
He frowned, recognizing the person and dashed toward them.
"What do you want?"
"Ooh! Haha! Superman, I expected a much longer fight. You are just too good!"
"I don't have time for this, Toyman!"
"You've got a date? Who is she? I'd love for her to see my toys and come play. It's Wonder Woman, isn't it? She's a doll! I would love to play with her!"
Superman's eyes blazed and within the blink of the eye he head toy man by his collar.
"You will not talk about her like that!"
"Okay! Okay! Calm down! Just having a little fun!"
"I don't have time for these petty games! Who are you working with?"
"I won't tell. Not just yet...I mean...I'm not allowed."
His eyes turned redder. "Who is it?"
"I don't know his name exactly... he's a spooker. But don't worry, Superman. My trial deal is over now that you've destroyed my new toy! It's not fair!"
Clark glanced down to the police and A.R.G.U.S trucks.
"Time for you to get back into a cell."
Clark grabbed a pair of hand cuffs from an officer placing them on toyman and threw him into the back of an A.R.G.U.S truck.
"Thanks, Superman," an officer said.
Clark nodded and flew off, racing back to his apartment.
Getting closer, he could smell smoke.
He quickly flew back into his apartment to the kitchen. He opened the oven and a gust of smoke came out. He used his super breath to blow it away so the smoke detectors wouldn't go off.
He took out the chicken to see it was completely burned.
He looked up surprised.
"Di? Diana...hey. I uh..." he sighed and leaned against the counter. He then winced feeling his wound on his chest hadn't healed completely yet.
"Beloved, what happened?" She asked walking over to him with a worried look, putting her hand gently over his chest.
"It's healing." Clark put his hand over hers. "Today just hasn't gone as planned. Between Perry and Jimmy earlier, crowded store, though, I did have a nice conversation with an elderly man. I had just enough time for dinner to be prep an ready but then had to fly out to fight some big magic monster thing Toyman created." He sighed again. "I'm sorry. I wanted tonight to be special."
Diana gave him a sympathetic smile, cupping his face and kissed him gently.
"Darling, this is special. You put the effort in even with time not always on our side. Just us together is special to me. Anything else is a bonus. That's all. Not every special occasion or holiday will be easy for us but that's okay. You know I for one understand. Remember what you said this morning. This is just one of our many Valentine's days."
Clark caressed her cheek and looked deep into her eyes. He couldn't help but smile.
"Mr. Barrett was right."
"Who is he?"
"The elder man from the store. He said I've got something amazing. And I damn sure do."
Their lips met once more for a deeper kiss.
"I would like dessert now," she said against his lips.
"As many servings as you would like, all night," he smirked.
"I love you, Diana."
"I love you, too, my Beloved Valentine."