Second Chances For The Same Mistakes

I have no idea where this came from or where it was supposed to be going, but have some random Clex anyway.



Surprisingly, Bruce is the one who asks the question.

He's never told anyone about Smallville, about those years when the world was simple, if terrifying - dances, dates, shape-shifting monsters -  when sex was Lex Luthor drinking bottled water - when the words Lex and friend could be used in the same sentence without any death threats between. Having it thrown back in his face now, the way Lex had, in front of everyone he'd kept it from, is jarring. The lines between Clark and Superman are supposed to be clearer than this.

"Are you in love with him?" Bruce asks. It's not the question he expects, but trust Bruce to cut straight to the heart of the matter.

"I'm in love with the man he used to be," he says distantly. "And sometimes I wonder if he ever existed to begin with. Or if I was just in love with the man I thought he could be. But not him, not now. Not for a long time."

It's not as much a lie as it could be. That has to count for something.

In Which I Am Lacking In Common Sense

Sign that I Am Up Way Too Fucking Late: I am lying on my bed right now, but having the hardest time convincing my body that I am not actually vertical. I don't think I've ever had this happen before. It's a very disconcerting feeling. I keep thinking I should be holding onto the bed harder so I don't tip off.

Yeeeeeah, I should probably go to bed.