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Out of all of the things Lois expected being a first time mother would bring, this was not one of them.
There are many ways people have described THE Lois Lane over the years, Passionate, Pushy, Determined, a pitbull on a pant leg, one of the best writers of her generation.
If anyone were to tell her 24 year old self this is where she’d end up. She would have laughed in their face.
But here she laid down on her sofa, the tougher than nails Pulitzer winning journalist, now teething toy by her 6 month old chunk of a baby who refuses to not gnaw on her face.
Jonathan Samuel Lane-Kent was the near perfect copy of his father, if it were not for the violet eyes he inherited from his mother ( a trait Clark was very happy his son got) born weighing a bit over 8 pounds, a birth even Lois herself couldn’t believe she managed.
In the short time the little super has been in the world, he was becoming more and more of a mommas boy. He enjoyed laying on his mother's chest with her long dark hair tickling his face during his naps (ones he refused to take in his crib by himself), shrieking with joy when she blew raspberries into his little bellies during playtime, squirming in his father's hold when he spots groggy Lois in the morning.
Jon loved the attention his mom gave him and Lois? She could not be happier.
All through her pregnancy she had an unspoken lingering fear that she wouldn’t be able to bond with her baby, the moment Jon was placed in her arms she was happily proven wrong. Though she would prefer her son to stop throwing himself on her face trying to bite it off.
Lois and Clark don’t actually know how it started but as Jon grew into his teething phase when being carried in Lois arms or while she was lounging on their couch, the little super threw himself at her trying to gnaw his moms face, his gums chewing on her cheeks covering them in his little saliva.
They checked in with Martha, asking if Clark did such a thing as a baby, that maybe it was a kryptonian thing (Lois knew she didn’t she was told serious baby who hit people, not suck their face) unfortunately for them Clark was more of an explorer, always trying to go off on his own.
After a google search that gave a wide variety of reasonings, mimicking, relieving gums, or sensory. Lois and Clark just settled with the idea that Jon just loved his mom so much he wanted to gnaw on her.
Sweet idea, messy outcome.
Lois sighed as Jon looked at her with his big violet eyes unbothered by his mothers defeat of his actions. He just babbled; he gnawed on her as if she were a toy.
“You two seem comfortable” Clark laughed as he walked into their living room with his supersuit still on. He has been doing remote calls from their home office with the Justice League. Superman has been trying to cut back on major hero work for at least the first year of his son's life, wanting to be there for Jon as much as he can.
Jon paid his dad no mine as he kept messing with his mom, now moving to playing with her hair.
“Hi honey” Lois tries to looks up at him but their chubby baby blocking most of her view “i’d say little tyrant is doing better than me” she runs her fingers through Jon's dark curls "lucky he’s cute” she sits up taking jon in her arms wincing as his little fingers refuse to let go of her hair.
Clark chuckles softly now moving to help his wife, he tries to lose Jon's grip taking his little clone in his arms. “Don’t pull momma hair little bud” adding a bit of his midwestern accent that usually Jon loves to hear but instead his eyes water and he starts squirming in Clark's arms, reaching for Lois. Clark frowns “Hey bud whats wrong it’s just me, daddy!” but Jon is not having it his face slowly turning more and more red.
Trying to avoid a melt down, Lois quickly gets off the couch stretching before she takes her son back “mommy’s here baby” she places a kiss on his head she rocks him trying calming the little supe. “Whats wrong it’s just daddy”
She tries showing him Clark, who is still in his suit but that just makes Jon hide in the crook of her neck; that's when it clicks to Lois.
“Clark could you put on your glasses real quick, I don’t think Jonny recognizes you” she says slowly becoming amused by this. Clark, confused, speeds off to their bedroom to get them.
“Jonny look! it’s daddy” she says softly urging her son to look up at Superman now wearing glasses. Jon squeals in delight.
Lois laughed, “I guess the glass trick always does work”
Clark sticks his tongue out at Lois, taking his son back in his arms “all better now bud” he kisses his cheek Jon giggles happy that his father is back.
Lois sighs looking at her husband and son lovingly.
Out of all the ways she thought her life would end up like she’s happy this is how it turned out.