Title: Maybe (1/1)
Fandom: Smallville
Summary: Maybe it was fear. Maybe it was love. Maybe it was hate. She just didn't know. Set during 6x13 "Crimson".
Rating: G
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Lana
Length: 250 words
Genres: angst
A/N: Gosh, I'm a diehard Clois fan, but I just watched a re-run of 6x13, and this would not go away, no matter how hard I tried, so I wrote it. Clana shippers, enjoy, because it's likely the only Clana I'll ever write.
Maybe
He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. She shivered at his touch, both familiar and foreign at the same time. He pulled her closer and kissed her deeply, both like he used to do and totally different from any way he'd ever kissed her before.
She found herself unable to pull away.
Maybe it was fear. Maybe she kissed him back because she felt the rigid firmness in his grip and was afraid that he'd hurt her if she didn't comply. It was a sensible thought—something was obviously wrong with him and he could easily hurt her. So maybe she kissed him to keep herself—and her unborn baby—safe.
Maybe it was love. Maybe, regardless of everything he'd done, how many times he'd broken her heart into a million tiny pieces, how many times she'd told herself no, how much time had passed… Maybe, in spite of everything, she still loved him.
Maybe it was hate. Maybe because of everything he'd done—tonight and before—and everything that'd happened, she really hated him. Maybe she wanted to kiss him and then tear herself away when he wanted more. Maybe she just wanted to break his heart for once, to let him feel what it was like. To let him know she wasn't his anymore.
Maybe it was fear. Maybe it was love. Maybe it was hate. Maybe it was all three.
She didn't know. She just didn't know.
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