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Entry tags:
Circumstances, by Joyfulgirl41 (G, with possibilities)
Fandom: SMALLVILLE
Pairings: Clark Kent/Lex Luthor
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
joyfulgirl41
Length: 2,300 Words
Why this must be read:
This brief brilliant fic poses the most fascinating co-existence of "Man" and "Mask".
"Luthor." Superman affected a look of bored amusement, his arms crossed over his chest, a small smile playing at his lips. "I'm beginning to get the idea that you do things like this just for attention. Maybe if I just gave you my phone number, you wouldn't have to come up with such complicated schemes."
Lex smiled, even though Superman was mocking him, because he was right. This last plan had just been to get his attention. Lex had always had all the information he needed, but had never been able to quite put together completely. He was sure that all the pieces were in place now.
Lex hated being wrong, tried to avoid arguments unless he was sure he could prove he was right. It was why he didn't often engage in moral debates, they always left him feeling unsatisfied. But this... this was something he had been waiting for, patiently until he was absolutely sure he couldn't lose. This would be the payoff to every lie he'd been told since that day on the bridge. The taste of victory was so sweet and heavy on his tongue that he had trouble forming the words.
"I have your phone number, Clark." He crossed his arms, leaning back against the railing of the balcony, waiting for a reaction.
The tolerant chuckle wasn't the reaction he'd been expecting. In his head there had been more stammering and blushing, something more Clark-like. Of course, Lex hadn't talked to Clark in years, but that was beside the point. It was still him; Lex was sure of it.
"So close, but never quite there. That was always your problem, Luthor." From anyone else, it would have been an intended insult. Superman merely sounded like he was making a curious observation. "Clark was never as mysterious as you wanted him to be and I'm much more complicated than you've ever given me credit for," he said.
"Give it up, Clark." Lex frowned. "I have evidence, you can't try and lie your way out of this."
Superman smiled again. "Can I tell you a secret?" He looked over his shoulder, out over the Metropolis skyline, before turning back to face Lex, his expression one of wistful amusement. "I'm not Clark."
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Though rated G, the possibility of sweet CLex love is so certain by the fic's conclusion, you'll be warmed by all thoughts yummy as to what our young men have to look forward to in their future together.
Circumstances, by Joyfulgirl41
Pairings: Clark Kent/Lex Luthor
Author on LJ:
joyfulgirl41Length: 2,300 Words
Why this must be read:
This brief brilliant fic poses the most fascinating co-existence of "Man" and "Mask".
"Luthor." Superman affected a look of bored amusement, his arms crossed over his chest, a small smile playing at his lips. "I'm beginning to get the idea that you do things like this just for attention. Maybe if I just gave you my phone number, you wouldn't have to come up with such complicated schemes."
Lex smiled, even though Superman was mocking him, because he was right. This last plan had just been to get his attention. Lex had always had all the information he needed, but had never been able to quite put together completely. He was sure that all the pieces were in place now.
Lex hated being wrong, tried to avoid arguments unless he was sure he could prove he was right. It was why he didn't often engage in moral debates, they always left him feeling unsatisfied. But this... this was something he had been waiting for, patiently until he was absolutely sure he couldn't lose. This would be the payoff to every lie he'd been told since that day on the bridge. The taste of victory was so sweet and heavy on his tongue that he had trouble forming the words.
"I have your phone number, Clark." He crossed his arms, leaning back against the railing of the balcony, waiting for a reaction.
The tolerant chuckle wasn't the reaction he'd been expecting. In his head there had been more stammering and blushing, something more Clark-like. Of course, Lex hadn't talked to Clark in years, but that was beside the point. It was still him; Lex was sure of it.
"So close, but never quite there. That was always your problem, Luthor." From anyone else, it would have been an intended insult. Superman merely sounded like he was making a curious observation. "Clark was never as mysterious as you wanted him to be and I'm much more complicated than you've ever given me credit for," he said.
"Give it up, Clark." Lex frowned. "I have evidence, you can't try and lie your way out of this."
Superman smiled again. "Can I tell you a secret?" He looked over his shoulder, out over the Metropolis skyline, before turning back to face Lex, his expression one of wistful amusement. "I'm not Clark."
__________________________
Though rated G, the possibility of sweet CLex love is so certain by the fic's conclusion, you'll be warmed by all thoughts yummy as to what our young men have to look forward to in their future together.
Circumstances, by Joyfulgirl41