He wants so badly for Clark to leave. He wants so badly to reach out to him and hold him, and make this exchange stop.
"I killed you."
A ragged breath in, something constricting his oxygen. Don't do this. Not now. Knock it off. You can regulate your heartbeat, why are you letting this happen? (Because you threw it out, replaced it with drinking and abusing prescriptions. Good fucking job.)
"You'll blame Luthor, or Zod's remnants in that creature, or your own choice, but that happened because of my failures. I can't-- I don't know how to fix you again, if something-- If I--"
Bruce is looking at him, finally, his expression a bizarre clash of desperation (hostility and affection at once) and something like incredulous disbelief. Like having a panic attack is really, really annoying, and he's going to have to talk to the manager about this unacceptable service being rendered.
no subject
"I killed you."
A ragged breath in, something constricting his oxygen. Don't do this. Not now. Knock it off. You can regulate your heartbeat, why are you letting this happen? (Because you threw it out, replaced it with drinking and abusing prescriptions. Good fucking job.)
"You'll blame Luthor, or Zod's remnants in that creature, or your own choice, but that happened because of my failures. I can't-- I don't know how to fix you again, if something-- If I--"
Bruce is looking at him, finally, his expression a bizarre clash of desperation (hostility and affection at once) and something like incredulous disbelief. Like having a panic attack is really, really annoying, and he's going to have to talk to the manager about this unacceptable service being rendered.