Yay, a new chapter before two weeks! (I avoided my huge pile of homework because I felt like writing!) So, yay, update time!
I know I don't have many readers for this story, but I want to say thank you to everyone that does read it. That means a lot to me :)
Updated:10/18/2013
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Clark awoke to a delicious smell hitting his nose. Breathing in deep, he could smell eggs and bacon somewhere near him. Groaning, he just buried himself deeper into the warm blankets he was in.
His eyes snapped open as he remembered where he was though.
Sitting up, he didn't see Lex anywhere. Standing up and cracking his back, he moved towards the smell. He found Lex sitting at a small table, a plate of food in front of him and another sitting across from him.
"There you are Clark. Come eat." Clark sat down, still disheveled as he eyed Lex. "Yes?" he asked to an unspoken question, making Clark shake his head.
"Nothing," he murmured, beginning to eat. Lex surveyed him, smiling at the sight; Clark was still in his pajamas, his hair wild with sleep. He yawned mid bite and finally noticed Lex's eyes on him. "What?"
"You are adorable Clark. That's all." Clark flushed and noticed Lex was already dressed for the day in black slacks and a dark red button down top.
"You look good," Clark said, seeing Lex smirk at him; Clark just flushed again.
"Well thank you." They were silent as they finished breakfast, but then Lex spoke. "Have you thought about my request?" Clark opened and closed his mouth for a moment before sighing.
"Yes…"
"And?"
"…My dad isn't going to like this." Lex smiled and patted Clark's hand.
"Let me worry about your dad."
…
The rest of the weekend passed in a blur for Clark. Not much happened besides lounging around the decorative house; Lex had even given him a tour.
Now though, the two young men were on their way back to Smallville, and Clark was slowly beginning to worry.
"First, I tell you specifically when my dad doesn't want anyone to know, and then we begin da… dat…" Clark couldn't even get the word out. Lex chuckled and reached over, interlacing their fingers.
"Dating Clark. It's not that tough of a word."
"Easy for you to say Playboy," he grumbled, making Lex laugh.
"Sure is Spaceman." Clark rolled his eyes and Lex smiled. "We don't have to tell anyone else. Just your parents, if you don't mind. I'd like them to know why I'll be over much more than usual." Clark was silent as he looked at their hands.
They were so different. Lex's hands were pale, his fingers long and thin, his skin smooth; Clark's own were tan, long as well but with more muscle, and his skin was rough and calloused. They were so different, how could this work?
But Clark had agreed, so they would try.
He just hoped that he had made the right decision.
…
"Clark! How was Metropolis?" his mom asked as he walked in and embraced him in a tight hug. He smiled and hugged her back as Lex walked in behind him.
"It was great mom," he said, sitting down at the table. She smiled at Lex as he took the seat next to him.
"Hi Lex. You two have a good time?"
"Oh yeah," Lex said, finding Clark's hand under the table. Clark shifted uncomfortably and Mrs. Kent smiled.
"That's good. Clark, are you okay?"
"Lex and I are dating Mom," he burst out, his eyes wide. She nodded and moved to get some drinks.
"That's nice Clark."
"Mom, didn't you hear me?"
"Of course I did. And I'm very happy for you."
"You're not upset?"
"Of course not. Why would I be? You found someone that you can be yourself around. Why wouldn't I want that for my son?" Clark couldn't believe what he was hearing. She smiled sweetly as she sat down two glasses of lemonade in front of them.
Clark couldn't believe his luck.
But then, his dad walked in.
"Hey son," he said, patting him on the shoulder. "Glad you're home; I need help with some chores someone got to neglect while he ran off to Metropolis with his boyfriend." Clark spit out his lemonade all over the table top as Lex laughed lightly.
"Oh Clark," his mom said, grabbing a rag and wiping up his mess. "Was that necessary?"
"D-dad, what did you say?"
"I heard your conversation with your mother," he said, swinging an arm around his wife's shoulders. "And although I don't really approve," he said, eyes landing on Lex momentarily, "I am happy that you found someone you could yourself with." Clark felt his jaw drop and stood up.
"I need some air."
In a flash, he was gone.
"Thank you for the lemonade Mrs. Kent. Please tell Clark I'll be here tomorrow morning to take him to school. You two have a good day," Lex told them as he stood. He had already begun to walk to his car when Mr. Kent stopped him.
"Lex."
"Yes?" he asked, hand on his door handle. Mr. Kent stood there, seeming to struggle for words.
"My son's not an exploit."
"No he's not."
"You're older than he is."
"I am."
"He's not going to be hurt is he?"
"Not if I have anything to say about it."
"Good."
…
Many of the high school students looked on as a cherry-red Mustang pulled up outside their school that morning. The windows were too tinted to tell who was inside really, but they all had some idea.
"Thanks for the ride," Clark said, looking out the dark windows; he could see Chloe and Pete standing by the bike rack, watching the car like everyone else. Like that wasn't gonna be an awkward conversation.
"Anytime," Lex said, grabbing Clark's hand and pressing a kiss to it. Clark shifted uncomfortably and Lex sighed. "You get really tense around me."
"No I don't."
"Mhm." He pulled Clark a little closer and placed a quick kiss on his lips. "Have fun at school Spaceman." Clark, his face burning, hurried out of the car, which sped away as soon as the door closed. He felt eyes on him as he made his way to Chloe and Pete, who both looked like they were trying not to laugh.
"You've got a personal driver now Clark?" Chloe asked. Clark glared as he watched his two best friends' break out laughing.
"Ha ha you guys. Come on, let's go to class." They were both still snickering as the trio walked in. Clark couldn't help but imagine how much they would laugh if they knew of his new… relationship with Lex.
Good thing that was staying a secret though.
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Yeah, that sucked… Oh well, I tried.
Thanks for reading anyways.
-JustMe133
