the luthor mansion } { coming and going, asleep and awake

[captainplaid]

Clark had been fading in and out of consciousness for a while now, and all he remembered was Tess. Tess standing over him in what he thought were his last moments—or maybe she was kneeling. Every memory since he killed that thing that was split from Davis Bloome bled into another like watercolors. There was only her face, over and over again, along with an air of safety he'd never associated with her before.

This time when he faded back in, things were clearer. His first instinct was to glance to the side of the bed where she would always sit, but she was nowhere to be found. Sitting up was more difficult than he expected, but he needed a better look around. He was definitely in the mansion...but it seemed a lot brighter than he remembered.

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[captainplaid]

He paused again.

"I don't wanna hurt you."

[howruthless]

"I think I can handle it," she said softly. "I trust you, Clark."

More than she has probably ever trusted anyone, but that's not important right now.

[captainplaid]

He sighed. "This seemed a lot less complicated while I was kissing you."

[howruthless]

She sighed herself, the edge of hers slightly annoyed. "So go back to kissing me, and we'll see where it goes from there."

[captainplaid]

He shouldn't be amused. He really shouldn't, but he was. After practically worshiping him since she figured out who he was, it was nice to know he could irritate her.

He tried to push down his grin and gave her a bit of a look. It wasn't...exactly working.

[howruthless]

She saw that grin. It was only going to irritate her more. "Now what?"

[captainplaid]

He'd been caught, so he stopped fighting it and let it overtake his face.

He shook his head. "Nothing." He paused a moment before lifting a hand to brush back a strand of hair, his expression becoming more serious. "It's not about you, Tess. It's about the kind of man I want to be." Another pause. "Just give me some time."

[howruthless]

Her head tipped into his hand just slightly, before nodding. "I understand."

She wasn't really good at time. She was impatient at best, but this -- this she could wait for. She knew she could.

[captainplaid]

He smiled again, stroking her cheek with his thumb.

At least until his stomach made a noise that drew his eyes downward.

[howruthless]

She chuckled. "Want me to get you some breakfast?"

[captainplaid]

He groaned a bit as he shifted into a more comfortable position in his chair.

"I think I could eat that seven pound breakfast burrito from Man vs. Food."

[howruthless]

She laughed. "How about we settle for something a little simpler? You haven't had a full meal in months -- Kryptonian or not, I wouldn't want to make you sick."

[captainplaid]

"I don't get sick." He wanted a big breakfast.

[howruthless]

"Your body is still recovering, Clark."

[captainplaid]

He sighed. He still didn't think it would make a difference, but he didn't have the energy to argue.

"Okay. You're the boss."

[howruthless]

She pushed up from the chair with a smirk, pressing a kiss to his temple before turning for the door. "I'll be right back."

the tag sucks

[captainplaid]

He smiled a bit at the kiss and nodded.

this one sucks more

[howruthless]

She then left the room to pick up breakfast and bring it back.