See? Bruce gets it. There will be time enough for Clark to actually consider the proper ramifications of this accidental confession, what it means in return, and what it says about them as people. This strange, mutual intensity, this fascination, how quickly Bruce went from someone who was abhorrent to Clark in every way -- the 1%, justice that punched down, that wielded his personal power to create terror instead of hope -- to someone he flies cross-country to try to protect.
Right now, of course, nothing seems very strange. Of course they want to look out for one another. They are team mates, and more than just that.
"I like that you like to look out for me too," Clark says, a little too accurately, though he seems pleased with himself for all those words happening in order, with syllables only bumping together a little bit with a slur. Mainly because he's murmuring it, in the quiet space they've created together. "S'nice." Nailed it.
Following what he considers to be the natural order of things, he turns enough to meet Bruce in a kiss. Something electronic beeps at them as readings adjust. Getting closer to normal.
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Right now, of course, nothing seems very strange. Of course they want to look out for one another. They are team mates, and more than just that.
"I like that you like to look out for me too," Clark says, a little too accurately, though he seems pleased with himself for all those words happening in order, with syllables only bumping together a little bit with a slur. Mainly because he's murmuring it, in the quiet space they've created together. "S'nice." Nailed it.
Following what he considers to be the natural order of things, he turns enough to meet Bruce in a kiss. Something electronic beeps at them as readings adjust. Getting closer to normal.