Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville, its characters, or anything associated.
A/N: This is a collection of drabbles, each one exactly one hundred words, based off a list of word prompts. Some follow the show's storyline, others don't.
Please review and let me know what you think. It honestly means a great deal.
Also, if anyone has a prompt they'd like me to try, feel free to leave one in a review. Thank you. :)
Shape
They're in Lex's office, where the light blinds through planes of glass.
They watch and think and know.
Things are changing between them subtly. Lines are becoming blurred, and it is easy to forget that friends don't do the things they do.
Friends don't reach out to grasp the other's hand for no reason but the need to touch, and friends don't press friends against barn doors and lock their mouths together into heated kisses.
"Where are we going from here, Clark?"
He doesn't really know, but he gives the one answer he has for sure.
"We're not going back."