Worst Timing Ever

Chapter 1

Pairing: Clark/Lois

Rating: PG-13

Episodes/Spoilers: None

Summary: Clark Kent just fell in love with his best friend Lois Lane. However, when she returns from a two month long trip he will see she brought home a few surprises. Can he overcome the obstacles involved in trying to win over the feisty brunette? Clois AU

Author's Note: So this will be an alternate universe. I watched the movie Made of Honor starring Patrick Dempsey and a few of the scenes made me think that Clark and Lois could rock those same scenes just as much as the two characters in the movie. So I started to think about writing a story about it and after some time I actually did get around to writing it. However, this will be an alternate universe because Clark does not have his powers. So that will change some things obviously. I hope you all enjoy it anyway!

Disclaimer: I own nothing mentioned in this story at all!

If there was one thing that Clark knew it was that he was blessed. He was blessed with great parents that he loved. That taught him the morals, values, and respect for others any young man should have to become a well-mannered, successful adult. His parents gave him love, and attention that some only yearn for, and he would not have traded them for anything else in the world. And his childhood home was one filled with a loving tenderness that was almost idealistic.

So yes, Clark had pretty fantastic parents.

There were also many other things that he was blessed with but one that meant more than others was a certain woman. It was the one and only Lois Lane.

His best friend in the entire world and on some occasions his partner in crime so to speak.

Their friendship was closer than most and as writing partners, well it was hard to compete with them.

The connection he shared with Lois was one that he had never ever had before. She was the person he turned to in times of anxiety, or sorrow and the person that could make him laugh when he felt like breaking down. He had a tendency to wear the weight of the world on his shoulders, and Lois could make him see that he should ease up on it.

It was like Clark was an open book to her. She could read him that easily. It got frustrating from time to time but he loved her for it all the same.

Just by the way he stood she could tell what he was feeling and whether or not a lot was on his mind. Lois knew when he needed a kick in the pants delivered to him directly by her "tough love" but she also knew when he just needed to vent so all she offered was an ear to listen.

And Clark was the same for Lois.

There were times when Clark would be her rock. He was one of the select few that was allowed to see her vulnerable side. When she let her walls crumble he was allowed to glimpse at what she kept hidden behind them. And even then she would give him some of her free advice on love and heartache that was really best for both of them.

But the mundane came just as easy.

Clark knew what she liked on her pizza and it was never the same thing. Oddly enough… he rarely missed on what she was craving in the moment. He knew she preferred scary movies over sappy ones on Valentine's Day but when it came down to it Lois would never be able to resist Casablanca.

She could be overbearing sometimes, and had a tendency to lose her patience with uncooperative witnesses or sources on their stories. Lois liked to say, reluctantly, that that was what made them such a good team because one could back up the other under those types of circumstances. And Clark would agree with a smirk on his face.

It was very telling of their friendship considering the rocky road they had started out on.

Under the hot summer sun Clark and Lois had met on the side of a road. He had blown a tire with only a spare and no adequate tools to replace it. It was just his luck. Clark had struggled for almost an hour with no results when a car had pulled up to help him. Lois liked to say she "saved" him but the point was that within a matter of minutes she had him all set up to head back to his farmhouse. Which he did and it would have been the end of the story if Lois had not turned out to be Chloe's cousin.

Because of their distinct personalities and the difference in wording when they told the story of how they first met, they clashed at first.

She never let him forget that day or the fact that she could change the tire he could not no matter what the circumstances were.

Things in their friendship had grown little by little over time.

As the years went on and the amount of time spent together grew Clark and Lois became closer. It was quite a transition from being snarky and sarcastic "semi-sorta kind of" friends to friends that knew absolutely everything about one another.

It would freak others out sometimes how well Lois knew Clark and how well he knew her in return. Something she found annoying too but that was just Lois.

They were together all of the time. Though that was helped by the fact that they were partners at the Daily Planet and their desks were practically touching in the bullpen.

It never seemed to be enough for either of them, though.

Weekends were generally spent in Metropolis shopping for new clothes for Clark. She said that it was always best to keep his wardrobe up to date considering his affliction toward plaid. Lois did not want a repeat of his first official day at the Planet. Something she would never get sick of mentioning when dragging him from store to store.

No more wardrobe malfunctions for him according to Lois.

And when they were not shopping or catching up on any local happenings then they would head out to Smallville. Those days were spent being lazy on the porch watching Lois pretend to loathe Shelby's constant presence. Then after a long hard day of work in the barn, and Lois helping out in any way she could both would chow down on his Mom's delicious home cooked meals.

Nights at the farm were usually spent just like nights in the city. They were either watching a movie or locked in a heated battle of Scrabble or Clue.

And mornings on their day off were spent walking around the city enjoying all of their usual spots including the bakery across the street from the Museum of Art.

Lois and Clark were currently standing in line inside of that little shop. It was crowded for a Tuesday morning. If Perry had not insisted they take a break after busting the commissioner of the school board for taking bribes and dealing with unsavory people… neither reporters would be there either.

They were though and just like every other time Lois was staring intently at the board above the counter. It was filled with lots of yummy options but just like Clark could tell what Lois wanted on her pizza… she could always guess what his sweet tooth was craving.

Sometimes it just took longer than usual. Today was one of those times.

"So what are you thinking today?" Clark asked as he stuffed his hands inside the pockets of his blue jeans.

Lois, in a pale yellow button shirt and khaki pants, glanced at him before looking back at the menu above the counter. "Um, I don't know."

Clark smiled at the intense look of concentration on her pretty features. Only she could take something like this so seriously. And it presented him with the perfect opportunity to tease her a little.

He smiled to himself.

"You don't know? What does that mean?" Clark questioned trying his best to keep the smile out of his voice. "Is that supposed to mean you are losing your ability to determine what I want to eat today?"

Lois glared at him and put her hand on her hip. "If you know what is best for you and your health mister then you will keep your voice down while I concentrate."

Clark nodded his head and turned his eyes to the menu as well, "Whatever you say."

He heard as Lois let out a frustrated growl under her breath. It only lasted a few seconds before she let out a gasp of surprise and suddenly grabbed him by the arm.

"How about a triple fudge brownie cupcake with vanilla frosting and mocha sprinkles," She grinned smugly at him and bit her lip just a little.

Clark pretended to consider it carefully by placing a hand on his chin in an overdramatic gesture of contemplation. He continued to act like it was a hard decision while Lois anxiously waited for him to decide on whether or not to go with her suggestion.

And just before Lois looked like she would blow up at him, as she had many times before when he took his time deciding, Clark made his move.

Dropping his hand with a smile on his face that stretched from ear to ear, he said. "That sounds like perfection."

"You dork." Lois teased as she hit him lightly in the rib cage.

He laughed as he faked a hurt expression and rubbed the side where she had poked him.

"Hey… watch it."

Lois glanced at him from the corner of her eye. The line grew shorter so they both stepped up to the next spot before she continued.

"If you do not take the smug smile off your face, you won't be so cute once I am done with you."

"Is that a threat or a promise?" Clark quipped back but changed the subject quickly before she had a chance to respond.

"So… triple fudge brownie cupcake with vanilla frosting and mocha sprinkle? Can't wait," Clark said with a goofy smile on his face.

Lois' glare ebbed a little when he displayed his childlike enthusiasm, and swatted his shoulder in a friendly gesture.

"You are a dork."

Both of them laughed a little as they turned their attention to the waitress behind the counter ready to take their orders.

Clark sighed as Lois took control of the process and told the teenage girl exactly what she would like and then exactly what he would like. He was damn lucky to have her as his best friend because without her, his life would be boring and predictable.

Who wants that?

End of Chapter 1.

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