Second Date
Snugglefic interlude
By LastScorpion

Rummaging around the world-wide-web (so much more accurate than 'surfing' IMO) I came across something called "The Snugglefic Challenge" by isilya at http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=isilya&itemid=71627
There are a lot of really funny, cute, very short stories there. Most of them seem to be in the G to PG-13 category, although I can't guarantee they're all as mild as that. She was saying that to participate in the challenge, people should post links to stories they'd written on their own livejournals, of which I have none. However, I did have this idea for what comes directly after "Second Date," and it certainly fits the description she had posted for "Snugglefic." If I'm stepping on anyone's toes by posting this here, all I can do is apologize in advance.

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters. I'm just fooling around. Please don't sue.


Lex woke up in an unfamiliar bed.

His head hurt; his neck hurt; he was dying of thirst, and he was not alone. There was a startlingly huge arm cradling his aching head against an impossibly broad chest. An enormous hand rested on his hip. Someone's warm breath snuffled in and out against his naked scalp.

Oh, yeah. It was all coming back to him. Lex remembered coming to Sunnydale to apologize to Buffy. He remembered going to the Bronze with her. He remembered the vampires. Then Clark and Dawn had turned up somehow. He remembered Buffy saying he shouldn't try to drive just yet, and Clark bringing him his overnight bag from the trunk of the Porsche. He remembered starting to put on his gray silk pajamas, in Buffy's bathroom, and then nothing.

Suddenly a tiny alarm sounded, like a wristwatch alarm, and Clark was asking him, "Hey, Lex, are you awake?"

"Uh huh," he breathed. "What happened?"

Clark chuckled. It sounded strangely deep in the dark like this. "You fainted in the bathroom and hit your head on the sink. Dawn's sharing with Buffy, and we're in Dawn's bed. There's nothing wrong with your skull -- x-ray vision -- so I'm just gonna wake you up every hour."

"Alright," Lex muttered.

"You thirsty?"

"Very."

The hand left Lex's hip, and the bed lurched as Clark reached somewhere with that long arm of his. Lex heard a weird sound, like the noise a twist-off cap would make if it were being levered off by a super-strong alien thumb, and then Clark was handing him a bottle of water. He struggled up into a sitting position and started to drink it.

"Buffy and Dawn said you'd probably be really thirsty, so I brought in some bottles of water from your car. Wouldn't want you to have to drink plain tap water, like a normal person." Lex could hear Clark smiling.

Lex finished the water, and Clark took the empty bottle out of his hands. "What time is it?"

"It's one o'clock in the morning. Here." Clark's big warm hands gently pulled him back down to lie flat again. His head ended up on Clark's shoulder this time. Why was this so comfortable? It was hard to remember what sleeping with Desiree had been like, but he was sure Victoria had never been as comfortable as this. There weren't many people he'd slept with, in an actual sleeping sense. None of them had been exactly cozy.

"C'mon, Lex. You have to go back to sleep so I can wake you up at two."

"Okay," Lex said, and he did.