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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[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.