3. Out on the Town
LEX
When I suggest the Talon for lunch, Chloe chokes. She won't tell me why, just keeps giggling.
CLARK
Business at the Talon has been much better lately. Even Chloe drinks here now, though she maintains it's just a good alternative to the 'Rich Roach Mocha' at the Beanery.
Thumping bass from the street can only mean one thing. This morning was just so odd. Lex and Chloe are...lovers. Lex puts his hand in the small of Chloe's back, a small proprietary gesture that's going to piss her off if she registers it. Thought so, a Sullivan stare of death. I'm not the only person who noticed Lex actually making contact with someone. Lana has picked up some kind of vibe.
"They're -acting- like a couple today."
She doesn't know the half of it. I grin at them as they reach the counter, Chloe still ruffled, Lex calm and casual.
"So which side of the counter are you on today?" I ask. A steely glare.
"Friendship will only get you so far, Clark."
Chloe scampers off to the bathroom. Lana pauses for a moment, goes after her. Lex starts to look deeply uneasy.
"Today has certainly been one of surprises," he says, dryly. "First you turn up on us, then your school principal. Now Lana is going to be looking at me all day." Pause. "Probably imagining me naked."
I blow hot coffee out my nose. Remember to make it look like it hurt, though I'm gaping enough anyway. He gives his best Devil-in-Armani smile.
"That's just gross, Lex!"
"Chloe doesn't think so." He relents. "How goes your campaign to woo the fair Miss Lang?"
"Not so hot."
Hot. Lana. Now I'm going to be imagining -Lana- naked. Or Chloe. Or both of them...
"Clark, you're glazing out on me." Lex waves his hand in front of my eyes.
"Uh, sorry."
"Do you want a sandwich?"
Bad thought. Do not go there.
"Clark, you are starting to scare me now. Earth to Clark." Lex is looking at me in a very strange manner. My turn to bolt for the bathroom.
LEX
That boy is not right.
Well, the truth is out there, now. Let Smallville deal with it. This town will take shape-shifters and fire-setters in its stride, freak out when two people display a little quiet affection. My girl comes back out, leans on the counter next to me.
"What did you say to Clark? He went past me like he'd been scalded."
"I have no idea. I think we just struck lucky on the Clark Kent gauge of strange."
A blast of testosterone announces the arrival of the football team, shouldering in all determinedly macho, hung about with crappy jackets and cheer-leaders. I look at Chloe, catch her grin. She rolls her eyes.
"We might as well get this over with."
I am capable of the big gesture. I cup her face gently, she looks into my eyes, and the cream of Smallville youth gets treated to a display of osculation worthy of Hollywood.
No, it's not mature, and yes, it's out of character, but it's worth it for the response.
I look down into a face flushed with lust and laughter.
"I think you just graduated to your own lead article."
CHLOE
When I mentioned making out in the Talon, I didn't mean it. However, the man can kiss! I can see at least one of the pom-poms glaring daggers.
Did I just see that? Lana also saw us, dropped a tray, and Clark, clumsy Clark Kent, just caught it inches off the floor. Store that one away, Sullivan, and remember to breathe.
Expect the unexpected with Lex Luthor. He's grinning like he just did the cleverest thing in the world, instead of embarrassing me - us. I bolt for a table, and he saunters after me, drops into a chair.
"Are you ashamed of me?"
"No."
"Well, then. I like kissing you. I intend to go on doing it at every possible opportunity."
"There's a time and a place, Lex."
He raises his eyebrows.
"Chloe Sullivan, are you trying to tell me that being kissed in public by Smallville's most eligible bachelor - in front of the popular crowd - doesn't bring out the John Hughes fan in you?"
He knows my weak spot, because I'm going to laugh. And if I laugh, I'll have to forgive him. And he's right.
~A/N Yeah, I know it's not a very SV-Lex thing to do. Chloe's Lex, on the other hand, has a nasty sense of humour. There is plot, honest. You just have to look veeeery closely...~
LEX
When I suggest the Talon for lunch, Chloe chokes. She won't tell me why, just keeps giggling.
CLARK
Business at the Talon has been much better lately. Even Chloe drinks here now, though she maintains it's just a good alternative to the 'Rich Roach Mocha' at the Beanery.
Thumping bass from the street can only mean one thing. This morning was just so odd. Lex and Chloe are...lovers. Lex puts his hand in the small of Chloe's back, a small proprietary gesture that's going to piss her off if she registers it. Thought so, a Sullivan stare of death. I'm not the only person who noticed Lex actually making contact with someone. Lana has picked up some kind of vibe.
"They're -acting- like a couple today."
She doesn't know the half of it. I grin at them as they reach the counter, Chloe still ruffled, Lex calm and casual.
"So which side of the counter are you on today?" I ask. A steely glare.
"Friendship will only get you so far, Clark."
Chloe scampers off to the bathroom. Lana pauses for a moment, goes after her. Lex starts to look deeply uneasy.
"Today has certainly been one of surprises," he says, dryly. "First you turn up on us, then your school principal. Now Lana is going to be looking at me all day." Pause. "Probably imagining me naked."
I blow hot coffee out my nose. Remember to make it look like it hurt, though I'm gaping enough anyway. He gives his best Devil-in-Armani smile.
"That's just gross, Lex!"
"Chloe doesn't think so." He relents. "How goes your campaign to woo the fair Miss Lang?"
"Not so hot."
Hot. Lana. Now I'm going to be imagining -Lana- naked. Or Chloe. Or both of them...
"Clark, you're glazing out on me." Lex waves his hand in front of my eyes.
"Uh, sorry."
"Do you want a sandwich?"
Bad thought. Do not go there.
"Clark, you are starting to scare me now. Earth to Clark." Lex is looking at me in a very strange manner. My turn to bolt for the bathroom.
LEX
That boy is not right.
Well, the truth is out there, now. Let Smallville deal with it. This town will take shape-shifters and fire-setters in its stride, freak out when two people display a little quiet affection. My girl comes back out, leans on the counter next to me.
"What did you say to Clark? He went past me like he'd been scalded."
"I have no idea. I think we just struck lucky on the Clark Kent gauge of strange."
A blast of testosterone announces the arrival of the football team, shouldering in all determinedly macho, hung about with crappy jackets and cheer-leaders. I look at Chloe, catch her grin. She rolls her eyes.
"We might as well get this over with."
I am capable of the big gesture. I cup her face gently, she looks into my eyes, and the cream of Smallville youth gets treated to a display of osculation worthy of Hollywood.
No, it's not mature, and yes, it's out of character, but it's worth it for the response.
I look down into a face flushed with lust and laughter.
"I think you just graduated to your own lead article."
CHLOE
When I mentioned making out in the Talon, I didn't mean it. However, the man can kiss! I can see at least one of the pom-poms glaring daggers.
Did I just see that? Lana also saw us, dropped a tray, and Clark, clumsy Clark Kent, just caught it inches off the floor. Store that one away, Sullivan, and remember to breathe.
Expect the unexpected with Lex Luthor. He's grinning like he just did the cleverest thing in the world, instead of embarrassing me - us. I bolt for a table, and he saunters after me, drops into a chair.
"Are you ashamed of me?"
"No."
"Well, then. I like kissing you. I intend to go on doing it at every possible opportunity."
"There's a time and a place, Lex."
He raises his eyebrows.
"Chloe Sullivan, are you trying to tell me that being kissed in public by Smallville's most eligible bachelor - in front of the popular crowd - doesn't bring out the John Hughes fan in you?"
He knows my weak spot, because I'm going to laugh. And if I laugh, I'll have to forgive him. And he's right.
~A/N Yeah, I know it's not a very SV-Lex thing to do. Chloe's Lex, on the other hand, has a nasty sense of humour. There is plot, honest. You just have to look veeeery closely...~