It. That thing. He's talked to Lois about it, a little bit. Trying to walk a line between honesty with his wife and privacy on Bruce's end of things, in the same way he would not unearth details at random about his sex life with Lo. Even without that balance, it's a hard thing to describe in words.

Without sounding completely crazy, anyway. It's nice when it can just be it.

His hand lingers on Bruce as he slides away (far too nimble footed for a man of his proportions), affection shaped in the corners of Clark's mouth. For the kiss. For missing it, too.