A/N: Erm, I wrote this in a hurry. I might fix it up later if I can ber
bothered. This chapeter was going to be longer and more slashy but I've got
stuff to do today so maybe later.
Chapter two
This is so going to end badly
"Are you listening to me, Lex" If Lex had been listening, he probably would have heard the question but, as it was, he stared blankly into space, still pretending to be blowing on his hot coffee which had stopped being hot about five minutes ago. Clark chuckled, patting his friend on the smooth, shiny scalp, trying to catch the grey eyes with his own over the rim of the oversized coffee mug. Lex's eyes snapped almost violently into focus on the blue gems in front of him and his cheeks burned as he sat up, correcting himself with embarrassment. Clark chuckled again.
"I've never seen you this distracted before. It's very sweet. I hope she's worth it." If there was a tiny hint of sadness in Clark's voice, Lex didn't notice it, he simply blushed again and stared at Clark with confusion. "Well, it is a girl, right?" Clark's eyes dimmed ever so slightly and he dipped his head to taste his own cocoa, avoiding his friends confused gaze. Lex laughed.
'Yes, she is worth it. She's amazing." Clark's grin widened but somehow the mirth didn't spread to his eyes.
"So, how long have you been seeing her? You haven't mentioned anybody, you dark horse." Lex laughed again, lifting his lukewarm coffee up to his lips, sipping it and wrinkling his nose in disgust. He placed the cup back down on the table and pushed it away from him slightly as though it contained poison.
"She's my cousin, Clark. Laeton. Laeton Luthor: The One That Got Away." Clark's smile widened to his eyes this time, floods of colour tinting his cheeks and the tips of his ears. He sipped his cocoa again, he eyes locked on to Lex's again, following their every flicker. "She's in town for the weekend and I haven't seen her since college."
Clark set his cup down and tore his eyes away from Lex's. "I guess you'll want to cancel our trip? I think you should, spend it with Laeton." Lex, shook his head. Bugger that! He'd been through too much to let this opportunity pass by. Persuading Clark's farmer father to let him, a rich, reckless, billionaire Luthor take his sweet, corruptible, fifteen year old son to the dirty city unchaperoned for a whole weekend was not something that Lex could count on ever happening again in this or any other lifetime. "No, we're still going. I've wanted to see Blur forever and I know you like them too. And anyway, I want you to meet Laeton." Lex didn't know how far that last bit was true. He loved Laeton. He loved Clark ,although he would never admit that aloud in whilst Clark was still jail bait or in a town where homosexuality was still more or less a hanging offence. He wouldn't even tell Clark how he felt. Well, maybe. Maybe he'd tell Clark this weekend what he'd been thinking for months now. Maybe not. But Laeton would know. They were the same, she knew him inside out. She'd see it immediately. Things had been so easy in college; he and Laeton could do as they pleased with whom they pleased and they often did. And sometimes it went wrong.
"Lex, you're drifting again." Clark's hand burned on top of his. E swore that he could feel the blood rushing through the boy's veins, the breath echoing in his lungs. The blue eyes stared up at him. "We can leave in the morning. I think you should spend the night with your cousin." Lex looked up absently, his mind slowly working the words over in his mind. Sure. I'll pick you up about seven." Clark smiled and drank the rest of his cocoa. Lex sat and watched the boy, thinking about how Laeton would view this unhealthy infatuation, how Laeton would make him ashamed of Clark or Clark ashamed of Lex. Clark was pure country and Laeton was the city and Lex felt as though he were going to be caught right in the middle. This weekend was going to be Hell
Chapter two
This is so going to end badly
"Are you listening to me, Lex" If Lex had been listening, he probably would have heard the question but, as it was, he stared blankly into space, still pretending to be blowing on his hot coffee which had stopped being hot about five minutes ago. Clark chuckled, patting his friend on the smooth, shiny scalp, trying to catch the grey eyes with his own over the rim of the oversized coffee mug. Lex's eyes snapped almost violently into focus on the blue gems in front of him and his cheeks burned as he sat up, correcting himself with embarrassment. Clark chuckled again.
"I've never seen you this distracted before. It's very sweet. I hope she's worth it." If there was a tiny hint of sadness in Clark's voice, Lex didn't notice it, he simply blushed again and stared at Clark with confusion. "Well, it is a girl, right?" Clark's eyes dimmed ever so slightly and he dipped his head to taste his own cocoa, avoiding his friends confused gaze. Lex laughed.
'Yes, she is worth it. She's amazing." Clark's grin widened but somehow the mirth didn't spread to his eyes.
"So, how long have you been seeing her? You haven't mentioned anybody, you dark horse." Lex laughed again, lifting his lukewarm coffee up to his lips, sipping it and wrinkling his nose in disgust. He placed the cup back down on the table and pushed it away from him slightly as though it contained poison.
"She's my cousin, Clark. Laeton. Laeton Luthor: The One That Got Away." Clark's smile widened to his eyes this time, floods of colour tinting his cheeks and the tips of his ears. He sipped his cocoa again, he eyes locked on to Lex's again, following their every flicker. "She's in town for the weekend and I haven't seen her since college."
Clark set his cup down and tore his eyes away from Lex's. "I guess you'll want to cancel our trip? I think you should, spend it with Laeton." Lex, shook his head. Bugger that! He'd been through too much to let this opportunity pass by. Persuading Clark's farmer father to let him, a rich, reckless, billionaire Luthor take his sweet, corruptible, fifteen year old son to the dirty city unchaperoned for a whole weekend was not something that Lex could count on ever happening again in this or any other lifetime. "No, we're still going. I've wanted to see Blur forever and I know you like them too. And anyway, I want you to meet Laeton." Lex didn't know how far that last bit was true. He loved Laeton. He loved Clark ,although he would never admit that aloud in whilst Clark was still jail bait or in a town where homosexuality was still more or less a hanging offence. He wouldn't even tell Clark how he felt. Well, maybe. Maybe he'd tell Clark this weekend what he'd been thinking for months now. Maybe not. But Laeton would know. They were the same, she knew him inside out. She'd see it immediately. Things had been so easy in college; he and Laeton could do as they pleased with whom they pleased and they often did. And sometimes it went wrong.
"Lex, you're drifting again." Clark's hand burned on top of his. E swore that he could feel the blood rushing through the boy's veins, the breath echoing in his lungs. The blue eyes stared up at him. "We can leave in the morning. I think you should spend the night with your cousin." Lex looked up absently, his mind slowly working the words over in his mind. Sure. I'll pick you up about seven." Clark smiled and drank the rest of his cocoa. Lex sat and watched the boy, thinking about how Laeton would view this unhealthy infatuation, how Laeton would make him ashamed of Clark or Clark ashamed of Lex. Clark was pure country and Laeton was the city and Lex felt as though he were going to be caught right in the middle. This weekend was going to be Hell