Author's Notes: I'm sorry for the short chapters. The updates are sectioned off and unless I want to ramble incoherently, this is all I've got. I do tend to update multiple times but I'm balancing this story with two other stories (one Legacy that is terribly ignored). And "An Unoriginal Life" is taking on a life of its own. I will try to get more updates in and hopefully, this story will come to a close.

Metamorphosis - Chapter 28

Lois's Place

I press my lips against hers, our bodies in heat. We stumble into her room, my senses completely lost to me. I want to be near her too, and I want to show her everything I'm feeling.

I feel her fingers undo the buttons on my shirt. My hands, as if having a mind of its own, travel to the bottom edge of her blouse ready to lift it when I realized what I was doing.

I jump away, gasping for breath and doing my best not to break apart in front of her. This is not how I planned us to be, when there are things about me she didn't know about. That she deserved to know about before we went any further.

"I'm sorry"

"What's wrong?"

If she only knew just how wrong this could've been for us… when I let her go, I felt lost, empty almost. The flame in me died out so suddenly when I moved away from her warm embrace.

"It's just… I don't… I don't know how to do this right"

She smiled but not in the way that she was teasing or mocking me.

She put a hand to my cheek, stroking it lightly.

"You were doing fine just a second ago"

I can feel the warmth all over again and I try with every ounce of my being to resist. I can't go through with this, not when there is something important separating us. I've gone long enough to ignore that other part of me. That part of me that I didn't have to try so hard to hide in front of her.

I inhaled deeply before releasing myself once again from her touch. It felt like a scar was left on my skin and I wonder if I've really fallen that deeply in love with her that it's impossible to be stay away.

I move pass her, my eyes focused on the floor. I pick up my shirt and put it back on. I'm afraid of looking into her eyes and see disappointment.

"Hey," she says softly, lifting my chin up so I could face her. I didn't even realize she had moved in front of me till she did so. "Don't be embarrassed. You're not ready, I get that," she added, her voice filled with understanding.

I try to look away but I find myself unable to.

"I want to give myself to you," I find the courage to admit to her and she looks at me with small surprise. "I want to make love to you."

The words were new but it sounded so right for me to say.

"There's just something that I need to deal with… that I need to figure out on my own before…"

"Before what?"

I pull her back in and kiss her with intensity.

With our foreheads touching, I say, "Before I tell you everything"

She looked momentarily confused but didn't press me any further to elaborate. She knew when I was ready; I wasn't going to hold back on anything.

Kent Farm

I super speed back to the farm to clear my head. I did some farm chores while I was at it, too. I keep thinking about what just happened between me and Lois back in Metropolis. A part of me couldn't believe that I gave into our passion so easily, but another part of me was happy that I did so.

"Son, is that you?"

I turn to see my father come out of the house with a flashlight in one hand and a bat on the other. I chuckled when I realized he thought I was burglar.

"Hi dad"

My dad lowered the bat and I chuckled further.

"What are you doing here, son?" He looks at his watch. "It's past midnight"

"I'm sorry for waking you, I just needed to think"

"Couldn't you do that in a few more hours?"

I try to hold my laughter but I knew my dad understood there was a reason I showed up in the middle of the night doing chores that didn't need to be done till later that day.

"I've had a lot on my mind"

Dad's face immediately softens and puts a comforting hand on my back. He leads me to the house.

"I've wanted a cup of hot chocolate at one in the morning. Why don't you join me?"

I smile gratefully; glad my dad knew I needed to talk.

Kent Kitchen

We settled into the kitchen. My dad grabs the pan and I hand him the milk to pour it into. This was a silent ritual between parent and child that we have created for ourselves over the years. I'm glad some things don't change while everything else does.

"What's bothering you, son?"

"It's about a girl"

Dad nods knowingly. "Let me guess… Lois?"

"That'll be the one," I nod in agreement.

"Are you two okay?"

"Yeah," I say a little too ecstatically. "Everything's great"

"But…" Parent's always knows best.

"But there's still that other me that she doesn't know about," I say almost reluctantly. The secret of my lineage has always been a sensitive subject in the household.

"You know how I feel about that." And with that, he meant that he doesn't feel comfortable with me telling people that I'm an alien. Telling Chloe was hard enough for him as it is because she was always so ambitious about finding the truth in everything, I'm glad that everything has worked now.

"I know, I just feel…" I sigh in confusion. "Dad, she's my girlfriend. She deserves to know before…" I stop myself from going any further. That's one subject I'm not ready to breach with my father yet.

"Before what, son?" He already caught on. "Before having sex with her?" he further elaborated.

He didn't have to be so forward about it.

"No!" I nearly shouted. I lower my voice. "I mean, that's a part of it, but also there's everything else. I'm in love with her dad; she deserves to know the truth"

"How do you know she'll accept you?" I knew he wasn't trying to insult Lois; he was just being my dad and worrying about me like he has my entire life.

"I don't. Not really, but I have to believe that maybe she'll accept me. I'll never know unless I tell her"

My dad sighs inwardly, and I can tell that he's having some heavy duty thinking going on in his mind.

"Something happened recently, didn't it?"

How can parents tell these things? "Umm… sort of"

"Were you careful?"

"Whoa!" I hold my arms out in front of me, almost willing him to take his words back. "Nothing happened, dad. We almost… but… we didn't go through with it." This is such an awkward conversation to be having with dad. It doesn't matter how many times the subject has been talked about; it never fails to embarrass me.

"That's good"

"I couldn't… not when there are so many things she didn't know about me. I don't know if I could ever forgive myself if I made her do something that she never would've done if she knew first"

"Clark, I know these last few months have been new for you"

"There more than new, they've been amazing"

"Whatever your decision, your mother and I will be right here supporting you"

I look at my dad and for the first time, I don't just see my father anymore. I see my best friend. If I could prevent my tears from falling I would've done so but I didn't. I want him to know that his support means the world to me.

"Thanks dad"

"I love you son, that's never gonna change"

"I know"

To be continued…