My love she has grown - that clue bus is looking mighty plush from these here cheap seats. I can't wait 'til it picks up speed (heck if Rip is lucky, then "speed" will coincide with her actually starting to date - Lex and Clark will be so discomboulated that she might get a day or three of delayed reaction.)
"Ah, what a wonderful use of these nearly magical powers we have..."
"Don't start, watch the movie."
She shoved her feet under Dad's leg, ...
- They are so cute together.
- I love that this is an old argument - hee.
Dad was so flustered, he missed the jab entirely, waved his hands around. "No! No, that's not what I mean at all. He's a grown-I'm just saying I'd know if he, if he..."
"...so....you're saying you stalk him, then?"
Dad turned bright red. "Eat your food before it gets cold."
"You do, don't you," she crowed. "Dad! You're so lame!" She laughed, but mostly out of happiness. She knew it, he practically came out and said it, he cared-all those stupid guys he dated--he was just waiting for Pop, who was waiting for him...geez. What would they do if she hadn't been born? She shook her head. Idiots. "Tell him dad. Tell him you know."
- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Of course he does! (Like Lex doesn't - not the point, but still.)
- She doesn't realize that this is Clark's preferred method of showing love - other people send flowers, Clark stalks, follows, and [Lex] builds alone-time shrines.
"Yeah," he said softly, "It's not like I've watched a parade of guys coming and going and had to wonder, which one would be the last one..."
She looked up and saw the terrible sadness on her father's face, and was pretty sure he wasn't feeling sorry for himself. She squeezed his arm and he hugged her back fiercely.
- Like Lex hasn't been thinking the same thing...
Right now, the only thing he felt was a strong desire to join them there on the couch. He stopped, shrugged. Took off his jacket and tie, his shoes, and sat next to Lexie. He threw his arm around her, and his hand touched Clark's shoulder. It felt...nice. Good. Too bad he wasn't really sleepy, it would be nice to....
****** Clark woke up with a warm weight against him, and a smile on his face. Something smelled good, like...home, and happy...he opened his eyes. of course.
Rip was curled into him, her hand wrapped in his shirt, gently drooling away. He closed her mouth with a fingertip, and looked over and-Lex. No wonder it smelled so...right. He took a moment to inhale, closed his eyes and savored his delicious scent, like he never had a chance to anymore. He sighed quietly. Lex looked kind of content. And elegant-no one wearing rumpled evening wear and sleeping on a couch should look so elegant.
- Awwwwww... *happy sniffle*
*Hmp. Tell that to little Jay. Anyway, you're in there now, boy-dig in like a tick.*
...
*Blah-blah. Look, you love him, he loves you, you need to stop fucking your way through the city *and* the mu'fucken suburbs and get back where you belong.* Jordan's voice softened as he went on. *He loves you, he really does. Not so surprising-- everyone who knows you loves you, Clark. They can't help it.*
Clark felt warmth spread through him, felt a big, probably goofy, grin bloom on his face. And Jordan continued.
...
*It's Lex. Do you think time means anything to him? Do you think he doesn't understand you better than anyone? Look, other folks might have given up, but he's...he's like one of those monks way up in those mountains, you know? He sees everything. And when he needs to be, he's patient as shit. It'd kind of scary.*
Clark made a small noise. "Oh gosh-you do love him, don't you?"
*What? Lex? Shit, you really are stupid. And stupid. Stupid as dirt. Go home.* He hung up and Clark sat for a while, soaking up the sun.
- Jordan is so good for Clark.
- I love that Clark has an adult friend who knows - him, Lex, and the situation and is trying to talk so sense to him (You go Jordan!)
- And why hasn't Clark talked to Jordan in a while?!?!?
God, Shower. Shower and 'you know', *definitely* on his list.
- So now that Clark has gotten over his nerves, it's his time to pull and little Lex is still sooooo hot freak out - hee.
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Part the first (stupid word limit!)
8/13/06 07:49 am (UTC)"Ah, what a wonderful use of these nearly magical powers we have..."
"Don't start, watch the movie."
She shoved her feet under Dad's leg, ...
- They are so cute together.
- I love that this is an old argument - hee.
Dad was so flustered, he missed the jab entirely, waved his hands around. "No! No, that's not what I mean at all. He's a grown-I'm just saying I'd know if he, if he..."
"...so....you're saying you stalk him, then?"
Dad turned bright red. "Eat your food before it gets cold."
"You do, don't you," she crowed. "Dad! You're so lame!" She laughed, but mostly out of happiness. She knew it, he practically came out and said it, he cared-all those stupid guys he dated--he was just waiting for Pop, who was waiting for him...geez. What would they do if she hadn't been born? She shook her head. Idiots.
"Tell him dad. Tell him you know."
- HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Of course he does! (Like Lex doesn't - not the point, but still.)
- She doesn't realize that this is Clark's preferred method of showing love - other people send flowers, Clark stalks, follows, and [Lex] builds alone-time shrines.
"Yeah," he said softly, "It's not like I've watched a parade of guys coming and going and had to wonder, which one would be the last one..."
She looked up and saw the terrible sadness on her father's face, and was pretty sure he wasn't feeling sorry for himself. She squeezed his arm and he hugged her back fiercely.
- Like Lex hasn't been thinking the same thing...
Right now, the only thing he felt was a strong desire to join them there on the couch. He stopped, shrugged. Took off his jacket and tie, his shoes, and sat next to Lexie. He threw his arm around her, and his hand touched Clark's shoulder. It felt...nice. Good. Too bad he wasn't really sleepy, it would be nice to....
******
Clark woke up with a warm weight against him, and a smile on his face. Something smelled good, like...home, and happy...he opened his eyes. of course.
Rip was curled into him, her hand wrapped in his shirt, gently drooling away. He closed her mouth with a fingertip, and looked over and-Lex. No wonder it smelled so...right. He took a moment to inhale, closed his eyes and savored his delicious scent, like he never had a chance to anymore. He sighed quietly. Lex looked kind of content. And elegant-no one wearing rumpled evening wear and sleeping on a couch should look so elegant.
- Awwwwww... *happy sniffle*
*Hmp. Tell that to little Jay. Anyway, you're in there now, boy-dig in like a tick.*
...
*Blah-blah. Look, you love him, he loves you, you need to stop fucking your way through the city *and* the mu'fucken suburbs and get back where you belong.* Jordan's voice softened as he went on. *He loves you, he really does. Not so surprising-- everyone who knows you loves you, Clark. They can't help it.*
Clark felt warmth spread through him, felt a big, probably goofy, grin bloom on his face. And Jordan continued.
...
*It's Lex. Do you think time means anything to him? Do you think he doesn't understand you better than anyone? Look, other folks might have given up, but he's...he's like one of those monks way up in those mountains, you know? He sees everything. And when he needs to be, he's patient as shit. It'd kind of scary.*
Clark made a small noise. "Oh gosh-you do love him, don't you?"
*What? Lex? Shit, you really are stupid. And stupid. Stupid as dirt. Go home.* He hung up and Clark sat for a while, soaking up the sun.
- Jordan is so good for Clark.
- I love that Clark has an adult friend who knows - him, Lex, and the situation and is trying to talk so sense to him (You go Jordan!)
- And why hasn't Clark talked to Jordan in a while?!?!?
God, Shower. Shower and 'you know', *definitely* on his list.
- So now that Clark has gotten over his nerves, it's his time to pull and little Lex is still sooooo hot freak out - hee.