Being the good little boyscout that he was
Ratings: PGish
Pairing: none
Warning: Snip! Unbeta-ed.
"Clark?" Lex whispered. "Are you awake?" Clark could hear Lex's tiptoe like it was a hammer to an anvil. Or a minor sonic boom. Lex crept into his dorm room slowly and silently. Not for Clark's benefit. Are you awake? What silly question was that? Clark could hear Lex from miles away. Clark could even tell anyone who wanted to know when was the exact time Lex abandoned sleep and decided to drive up to Clark's.
"Yeah. What's up?"
"Just..." and curse Lex for being so protective, and so observant. Especially when it came down to all things Clark. "You look like I feel." Because Lex could feel like shit and still look every inch a royalty. Because Clark could feel like a million dollars and still look like something that came out from the back of a goat.
"What's up, Lex?"
"You and me both, apparently."
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Pairing: none
Warning: Snip! Unbeta-ed.
"Clark?" Lex whispered. "Are you awake?" Clark could hear Lex's tiptoe like it was a hammer to an anvil. Or a minor sonic boom. Lex crept into his dorm room slowly and silently. Not for Clark's benefit. Are you awake? What silly question was that? Clark could hear Lex from miles away. Clark could even tell anyone who wanted to know when was the exact time Lex abandoned sleep and decided to drive up to Clark's.
"Yeah. What's up?"
"Just..." and curse Lex for being so protective, and so observant. Especially when it came down to all things Clark. "You look like I feel." Because Lex could feel like shit and still look every inch a royalty. Because Clark could feel like a million dollars and still look like something that came out from the back of a goat.
"What's up, Lex?"
"You and me both, apparently."
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