Wonder Woman's pov:

It has been another year without Steve and I feel the same way as the first day. I don't know how to move on or how to stop this sadness that still haunts me year after year.

I decided to get up and take a shower to clear my mind, but it only makes it worse, as I keep thinking how could I have prevented Steve from getting killed.

I have been on the verge of tears most of the day, I don't know how to deal with it. I am thinking to go out and take a drink, or maybe hang out with friends.

I set my mind on cheering up, so I dress a bit in fashion, since it is a little warm out there I chose a tank top that reveals my abs and my toned arms, a decent skirt, just above the knee, that is fresh and allows me to show my well defined calves, which I emphasize even more with laced sandals.

Anyways, I go out for a walk, thinking that I need to talk this out with someone I can trust, so the first couple of persons that come to mind are Bruce Wayne and Kal El.

I went to Bruce first, but he was not home, so I took a long walk to Kal's apartment.

When I arrived I noticed something was clearly bothering him, as he was not as usual, anyways, he, as the gentleman he is, offered me a seat at the sofa and a drink.

I had been trying to get Steve out of my head during the walk, but it was clearly no easy task. I took a seat in the comfortable sofa, I catched him taking a look at my legs when I sat down, men, so predictable, but in his case, I felt slightly flattered.

I could not stop thinking about Steve, when Kal came back with the drinks, he seated right next to me and asked why the sad look on my eyes, at that moment I could not avoid the tears from surfacing and my sight got misty.

I told him the truth, it was Steve's death anniversary, I felt we were in a similar situation as he had just lost Lois, I saw tears starting to well in his eyes, I was amazed, as I had never seen him like this.

He blinked back his tears and unexpectedly patted my thigh a few times with his strong open hand, which brought me closer to tears as it brought back memories of Steve, who used to do the same, he always told me I had amazing thighs and calves and used to playfully jiggle them and pat them every now and then.

I smiled remembering those sweet moments with Steve, as nobody had ever touched my thighs, less patting them, I liked the feeling of Kal's warm touch as after patting my thigh his hand rested there.

I guess he noticed I was on the verge of tears, as he sweetly told me it was ok to cry as he tenderly caressed my thigh.

That was it, he clearly knew I was about to cry, and I was definitely not going anywhere. I felt a tear escaping from my left eye and rolling down my cheek. Even though I trusted Kal, I was ashamed and tried to blink back tears, which surprisingly, instead of going back into my eyes fell fast down my cheeks.

Ashamed, I lowered my face and quickly wiped the tears, one eye with the back of my hand, the other I swiped it with my four fingers.

When Kal noticed I was ashamed, he gently squeezed my thigh, reassuring me I could rely on him. This is what Steve used to do. Kal opened his arms to hug me and I could not hold it any longer, I started sobbing in his strong arms as he held me, tears were streaming down my face unchecked and falling on him as I was clinging on to him.

After what seemed like an eternity, we broke the hug, I clearly had lost control of my emotions, what else was there to hide, I looked at him straight in the eyes, I must have looked like a mess with my tear streaked face and tears still falling freely down my cheeks.

I just managed to ask why did he have to die and why does it hurt so much.

I guess he saw me like a helpless little girl, as Kal, looking deeply into my eyes, cupped my face with both hands and gently wiped my tears with the pad of his thumbs, clearing my face from the remainder tears as well as the streaks that were left after tears subsided.

I did not know how to react, I felt very embarrassed as I had never cried in front of Kal, much less losing control and sob. I did feel relieved after crying, I felt safe sobbing in his strong arms, I even felt a bit aroused by his physical gestures, first by firmly grasping my thigh, then warmly caressing it, and last but not least, he tenderly caressed my face and almost magically wiped my tears and cleared my cheeks from the stains caused by unchecked tears that streaked all the way down my smooth cheeks.

That overwhelming release of emotions exhausted me, I fell asleep. I lost track of time, when I awoke, Kal was not with me, I looked for him and to my surprise, found him sitting in front of his computer looking at a picture of Lois. I think his breathing was ragged, he was so absorted that he did not notice me approaching him.

I walked towards him from his side, when I got closer to him I saw he had very shiny eyes filled with tears and I also saw thin stains that shown tears had trailed that surface.

When Kal sensed my presence, he got nervous and quickly wiped his tear streaks with the palm of his hands.

Considering he had already seen my meltdown, I told him it was normal to cry in his situation. Yet, he blushed and chose not to cry this time.

I perceived his attention was elsewhere, as receiving a signal. He rushed out of the apartment and I decided to drink some juice quicky went home, changed my messy clothes and come back to wait for his return.

Last edited by Amans lacrimae (November 25, 2017 4:16 pm)

Superman´s POV

​I was in shock, I am having a hard time thinking clearly, an overwhelming wave of sadness just hit me, first, I am already mourning Lois, second, seeing Diana like this, I had never seen a tear flow from Diana´s eyes, I never expected to be in this situation. After her meltdown, she was very tired and fell asleep, I just lifted her legs to lie her down in the sofa as I started replaying the scene in my mind.

I had seen her eyes water before, she is a very compassionate girl, but I had never seen her as sad as she was this time, I know she must feel very ashamed for being unable to control her emotions. I just tried being there for her, I don´t know if it was correct for me to wipe her tears, it could be more humiliating for her. I have mixed emotions, I shouldn´t have glanced at her legs when she sat down, I feel a little ashamed of patting her thigh, I don´t know why I am being attracted to her now, I should be grieving and being faithful to Lois, caressing and squeezing her thigh could be seen as if I am trying to become more than a friend, but feeling her well toned thighs jiggle and caressing her smooth skin softly made me aroused. What is affecting my morals is, I don´t know why I really loved wiping her tear streaked cheeks, don´t know if I should be ashamed of myself, but feeling her hot tears on my fingers made me feel something I have never felt before, so I took the chance and dared to continue wiping her tears as they were artistically staining her cheeks until there was not a trace that tears had been running on her smooth skin. As I think about this I go to my desk and decide to work on a project, when the background on my screen has a picture of Lois, that hit me. I had been on the verge of tears a few times while I was with Diana earlier today, so this time, I allow myself to cry, 

​I was crying silently, feeling hot tears burning my eyelashes and the trail they are marking, I don´t know how long this lasted, until I felt a presence of someone coming, I quickly wiped my tears with the palm of my hands, but I was so distracted that I think Diana might have seen my tears, as she returned my earlier words, she told me it was ok to cry this time. Anyways I swallowed my tears back and felt a hot flush on my face.

​I heard sirens not very far from here, so I took off without even saying good bye. I flew to the origin of the sound, it was a police chase, I pinpointed the car they were chasing and went after it, when the driver noticed me he got nervous and was about to crash another vehicle, I stood in the middle and he crashed against me instead of hurting another person. I waited for the police to arrived and take him away.
​I walk back to my apartment thinking what had happened earlier with Diana, I am not sure if she noticed my tears welling while I was trying to comfort her, she clearly saw me crying while I was in my computer. I have never allowed myself to be seen crying, I don´t know how to talk to Diana anymore.

​Anyways, I get back home, finding, to my surprise, that Diana is still there. I feel intense sadness returning home and finding a woman that is not Lois, I felt worse because I was starting to have more than friendly feelings for Diana.

​I think she noticed I was not ok, as she told me to stay where I was, and she brought me a glass of water and asked me to sit in the sofa and get comfortable. I followed her lead. She sat down beside me and asked me what was I feeling, I hesitated opening myself to her, but remembering her unconditional friendship and her not leaving or closing herself to me earlier, kind of turned the scale towards me responding the same way.

​I told her what I was feeling for Lois and how her presence there kind of reminded me when there was a woman always waiting for me to return to. My eyes started welling, she noticed, as she placed a hand on my shoulder, reassuring me it was ok, she told me not to worry, whatever happened there would stay there. That was a determining comment, I opened up and felt vulnerable but safe.

​Diana said she understood how I felt, it was a similar feeling she had about Steve, she told me I was the first person she was telling that she cried at least once a week because she missed Steve, said she felt relieved and lighter after crying, I felt like she was encouraging me to do so. Diana also confessed that I was the first person, besides her deceased husband, that saw her crying, I did not know how to react, I felt honored.

​Diana asked me how was I coping with grief, if I had any friends that I had talked about it, I answered that I was just trying to bury the feeling and I had not shared it with anybody. She was silent for a moment, then her face flushed and her eyes gave me a tender look, straight in the eyes, seems like she had a hard time saying her next comment: " I have been also hiding the way I feel about Steve´s parting from this world, until today. I held back tears a couple of times, then decided to let you into what I am feeling, my inner self, I felt tempted to remove your hand from my thigh when you patted it, reminded me of Steve, but decided to allow myself to feel. You know what Kal, I honestly felt embarrassed for tearing up, at first I quickly wiped the tears hoping you hadn´t noticed them, but I was sure that it would benefit me allowing myself to cry, I remember feeling a lot better when I cried for Steve and he comforted me. So, even though I was embarrassed to cry in front of you, I allowed you to see my tear streaked face, I did not hide it for you, I allowed you to comfort me, accepted your embrace, I even allowed you to wipe my tears, I was surprised you did, I wasn´t expecting it, but I felt safe, loved and comforted. Sobbing in your arms had a healing effect for me as I had never felt before, think about it".

​I was surprised by what I was hearing, I was still hesitating to let go, but if, as Diana was saying, was as positive as it sounded, I could get over this sooner, plus, who would be better than somebody that understood, lived and experienced the same situation, plus, I had already been there for her. Guess this was the perfect timing for it.

​I was silent for a moment, processing the information I had just received. After a while I started sharing the fact that I felt lonely, I missed the way Lois looked lovingly at my eyes, the way she hugged me everyday I returned home, our trips, the fun we had. At this point my eyes started filling with tears, this time I was not going to suppress them. Diana caressed my right cheek and then went further to play with my hair, she slid to be sitting closer to me.

​Feeling loved and understood was making me more emotional, and as I was not making any effort to hide it, I felt my lips beginning to quiver and my chin trembling as my eyes were about to overflow, I could barely see through the tears in my eyes. I saw Diana was looking at my eyes, she closed her eyes and kissed my cheek, then returned to keep her attention at me, she placed both hands open on my thigh, while she looked closer at my eyes, very attentive. My mind went on a flashback, Lois used to sit like this when we went on picnic. I felt a couple of tears fall from my eyes, I was determined to allow myself to feel, trying not to be ashamed, both tears fell on my chest, leaving a small trail from my eyes to the middle of the cheek.

​Diana kept looking at me, I saw her eyes follow the tears and she squeezed my thigh with her left hand and ran her right hand up and down my thigh, I felt her soft hands through my suit, feeling reassured and loved.
​She told me I was no less a man than I was, yet I was a more complete man, a man that was smart enough to feel and brave enough to share his feelings with a friend. I felt my lips opening and a sob coming from my stomach as a wave of tears started to race down my face, feeling several trails marking my cheeks with tears that were leaving streaks all the way down my cheeks, some of the trails reunited In my chin, which as it was trembling, tears were constantly dripping from it. 

​Diana caressed my chin, wiping the tears that were dripping from it, with one hand as she caressed my hair with the other one. I liked the feeling of her warm hand on my cold skin. Nobody had ever witnessed me crying, less touching me while I cry, I became a bit self conscious when I saw my tears on Diana´s hand. I lowered my eyes and felt a fresh torrent of tears cascading down my cheeks, which I allowed to course my face unhindered. This time she caught me by surprise, she leaned over and kissed a tear as it was trickling down my cheek, then she wiped where the kiss was placed, drying the stains left by it. I kind of liked it, I was confused, yet a bit aroused.

​Diana reassured it was ok to let go, nothing wrong in expressing my feelings, I started sobbing audibly but not loud, as a river of tears streamed down my face unabashedly and unchecked, I saw Diana lean over again, I kind of knew what was going to happen, I did not react, as Diana with her open palms wiped the tears from both of my cheeks with her fingers, clearing my tear streaked face from the stains left by the tears rolling down. Her face remained close to mine as she looked at me with compassion and love. She opened her arms inviting me for an embrace, I automatically rested my cheek on her chest as she embraced me, I was to embrace her but refrained, as I noticed it was her lower back, so I rested them on her thighs, anyways, that contact had already been made before as I slid my face from her breast to her thighs, next to my hands. I closed my eyes and sobbed for a while, clinging to her thighs, as she was petting my hair and upper back. 
​When I opened my eyes I noticed my tears had been dripping on her thighs, I got up and kept looking at her thighs, I was feeling lighter and less sad, and that was easily noticed. She looked down at her thighs and saw what I was seeing, she giggled and cupped my face with both hands and tenderly wiped my cheeks with her thumbs a few times, clearing my tears that were falling freely down my cheeks, then clearing the streaks left, and then made sure my face was clear of any signs of crying, I felt overwhelmed by such devotion and love, that fresh tears rushed down my cheeks, the first couple were caught by Diana´s thumbs as they were swiping my cheeks.

​Diana seemed surprised to feel tears on her hands, her eyes started to well and asked me if I was ok. I answered these were no longer tears of sadness, but of overwhelming love and compassion, she smiled and kissed a tear from each cheek and gently wiped the rest of my tears, making sure no trace of crying was visible on my face. I felt loved, cheered up and I discovered that Diana was right, I was reluctant to accept I liked the feeling of Diana´s hand wiping my tears, but I could not deny it. I smiled at her and thanked her for showing me how to move on, and with a little more effort, as it is hard to accept it and say it, I thanked her for wiping my tears. She clearly noticed I had a hard time thanking her for wiping my tears, she playfully said " Guess you feel you owe me for wiping your tears without you wiping mine, huh? Well, you already did, I will never forget that.

Well, guys, a few more characters would be nice, hope you post.

Last edited by Amans lacrimae (December 11, 2017 2:44 pm)

Andrea Martinez/Comet's POV

I saw the speeding cars in my mirror shortly before they both tried to overtake me on both sides. They cannoned into me and the car started to spin.

I could feel a tyre start to puncture as the car fishtailed into the side of a building. I saw stars briefly as the driver's airbag inflated in front of me. However I was still not out of the woods yet.

During the spin I had taken out a fire hydrant and my car was starting to fill with water through a broken window. To make matters worse the driver's side door was crumpled into my seat belt pinning me into my seat.

Suddenly a figure flew down and landed outside. The passenger side door was ripped open.

"Supergirl" I said in surprise.

"Can you move?" she asked. Once I had pointed out the seatbelt, she carefully lasered the belt in half allowing me to get out of the car.

"Are you okay." Supergirl asked me. She was a beautiful woman her blonde hair softly blowing behind her and it appeared that she had recently been crying. The faint tear tracks still visible on her cheeks made me wonder what it was that had made her cry.

I didn't have time to ruminate on this point as she flew away after I had replied that yes I was perfectly okay.

Part of me though wanted to know for sure, so after finding a quiet corner transformed myself into my male alter ego Comet and took to the sky.

Flying with Supergirl was amazing fun and after a brief race we both landed on a rooftop.

After I had introduced myself, I realised that my recent car crash was spiking my romantic feelings for my beautiful rescuer.

I saw tears start to well in her eyes and decided it was time to leave.

"For now I simply enjoy the thrill of the chase" I told her as I flew away.

It wasn't long before I saw Supergirl again. The very next day in fact. Even though she had glasses and her hair tied back I still recognised her. And the intense love she felt for my alter ego was still present as she shook my hand.

"Kara Danvers" she introduced with tears running down her cheeks. "Sorry about the allergies."

"Andrea Martinez." I introduced

Superman’s POV:

I felt way better after releasing the sadness and pain, being comforted by Diana was a unique experience. Today I am in an excellent mood, it’s been quite a while since last time I see my cousin, so I go and visit her at her office.

I arrived around 10:00 a.m. I said hi to the receptionist and she directed me to Kara’s office. When I got there, the door was locked, I knocked and Kara opened the door, as soon as I saw her, I got worried, as I saw faint, clear tear streaks that went all the way from her eyes, down her cheeks to her chin, and down her neck.

I didn’t say a word, I just hugged her tight, caressing her hair, she had a ponytail. Suddenly, after a few seconds of hugging my cousin I felt her abs pressing mine, shaking in silent sobs, her breathing was irregular and she hugged me tighter. I placed my chin on her shoulder as she leaned her face on my neck, I felt heavy, thick, hot tears, fall on my neck.

After a minute or so, we broke the hug and big, thick tears started to slowly slide down her eyes leaving several stains on her cheeks, she made no attempt to wipe them, I held her by her shoulders, making her feel supported, when she felt my hands, her chin started to quiver and her lips formed a large lip curl.

I couldn’t see her like this, since I didn’t know what was wrong, my reaction was to tell her to let it all out and gently started to wipe her tears from her eyes and cheeks as she started to sob audibly as tears gained in speed and number.

Floods of tears quickly fell down her face landing on my fingers and making streaks faster than I could wipe them. I sat her down in her chair and I knelt beside her, I continued to wipe her tears until they subsided. She seemed relieved and when I gently wiped the remaining stains of tears on her cheeks she had a radiant smile on her face.

Last edited by Amans lacrimae (July 29, 2018 2:58 pm)