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[boy_of_steel]

Bio class homework. Normally, he'd give serious consideration to trying to pawn it off on Tim when he got to the Tower for the weekend. But there was a serious talk with Uncle John about personal responsibility. Nothing major, no trouble, but he'd been having what he guessed were normal teenage guy thoughts about that sort of thing. Like, if

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[revenge_pact]

He's leaning against the closet.

They're under the bed, just so you know.

[boy_of_steel]

Kon freezes in place.

You...you can't be here. Uncle John wouldn't let you in this house.

[revenge_pact]

Astute, son - although, honestly, you just gave away your secret identity in a moment of shock.

I ask you. What would Clark think? Of course, given that I already know the secret, rather a moot point. But still.

[boy_of_steel]

Kon's face fell. He did. He lost control of his thoughts for a moment, and just blabbed the secret, and Luthor already knew.

How'd...you know already?

He sat down on the bed, hard, the shock obvious on his face.