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Nexus: For Eights cont'd

Jul 16, 2007 23:16

Clark is sleeping. Not entirely peacefully, stressful Lex encounters will do that, but he is sleeping. The rest of the farm is quiet as well, with only the occasional moo audible in the late night air ( Read more... )

[verse] nexus, [friend]eights, [location] smallville

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downsidedarling July 23 2007, 05:38:06 UTC

They had lunch, silent and awkward. They drove home. Anna has moved from pensive to restless to outright, if mildly, distressed.

A scant thirty seconds after walking in the door to Clark's house, she leans against a wall in her discomfited, perchy, birdlike way and looks at him.

"Are we going to talk about it?" she asks, abruptly, seeing no need to further quantify the pronoun.

hero_farmboy July 23 2007, 05:41:01 UTC

In that thirty seconds, Clark has tossed his jacket on a kitchen chair, given Shelby a few welcoming pats and got one foot on the stairs intent on changing into completely dry clothes.

The look he gives Anna is honestly confused. "Talk about what?"

downsidedarling July 23 2007, 05:45:39 UTC

"About..." At a loss for words, she falls back on gesture. A sharp wave that encompasses the two of them; the back of her hand brushing the side of her face and twirling out, fingers opening into a tiny shrug. She looks frustrated. Anna often has trouble expressing herself, but usually not to this degree.

hero_farmboy July 23 2007, 05:47:24 UTC

The look on Clark's face does not change. At all.

"You know, I'm not so good at charades."

downsidedarling July 23 2007, 05:52:52 UTC

Anna shrugs, abrupt and very birdlike. "Never mind."

She pushes off from the wall and makes a beeline for the couch, in the hopes she can curse her linguistic failures in private. She's walking with a straight back, almost on tiptoes, and looking anywhere but at Clark because the last thing she needs is for him to see her blushing.

hero_farmboy July 23 2007, 05:56:27 UTC

"O...kay." He watches after her, still having no idea what's going on.

"Um, I'm just going to run up and get changed and then if you want to talk about whatever, I'll make coffee and we'll talk."

downsidedarling July 23 2007, 06:00:01 UTC

"Yeah." She's out of sight by the time she says it, but it's nonetheless clear.

When he comes back down he'll find her perched on the back of the couch, eyes closed, knees drawn up to her chest and elbows propped on those to act as a rest for her chin, and still blushing, dammit. It looks to be a precarious position, but she sits it with utter confidence. No matter how bad things get, Eight-Hour Chainsaw does not fall off of anything she does not wish to fall off of.

hero_farmboy July 23 2007, 06:05:49 UTC

Clark isn't long and he does indeed flip on the coffee maker on his way through the kitchen to the sitting room.

When he sees where she is, he smiles slightly and lightly brushes her hair out of her face. "Hey. What's up?"

downsidedarling July 23 2007, 06:09:12 UTC

Sitting on the back of the couch like that puts her at even height with him, and she smiles back - a little ruefully - and leans her head into his hand, bringing up her own to hold it.

"You confuse me, is what's up."

The blushing and a little of the birdishness melt like spring snow the instant Clark's hand touches her face.

hero_farmboy July 23 2007, 06:14:41 UTC

The smile doesn't fade, but his brow furrows, just a little. Clark also makes no move to extricate his hand, and even brushes the backs of his fingers against her skin gently.

"I do? How?"

downsidedarling July 23 2007, 06:16:10 UTC

"You... this. You didn't want anything to do with me before, and now you do. I think." Anna smiles wryly. "And I suck at saying what I mean sometimes, don't I."

hero_farmboy July 23 2007, 06:20:16 UTC

"If I didn't want anything to do with you I wouldn't have let you come home with me." His tone indicates that this should be rather obvious information, however, Clark perhaps doesn't realize exactly what she means.

No one ever said the boy was a genius.

downsidedarling July 23 2007, 06:27:07 UTC

Anna laughs, shaking her head and patting Clark's hand fondly. "No, I mean... in the bubble, when the Scorcher wore off, you didn't want to touch me anymore. And I figured that was it for - that stuff. And now here we are making out in a car like high school sweethearts and then you walked off like that was it again and now - I dunno where my boundaries are anymore." She rubs her forehead distractedly. "I think I slaughtered a couple verbs there, but hopefully you get my point by now."

hero_farmboy July 23 2007, 06:33:03 UTC

"Oh."

His hand stills, but he still makes no efforts to take it away.

"Um, yeah, in the bubble-- that freaked me out a little." This is, naturally, a ridiculous understatement. "But, uh, it's kind of different now. I think."

downsidedarling July 23 2007, 06:35:42 UTC

Somewhat frustrated, "Yeah. It is. It's like I'm alive again - got no idea what I'm doing." Another wry smile, and she turns her head to drop a kiss on Clark's palm. "But whatever it is I don't want to screw it up."

hero_farmboy July 23 2007, 18:00:35 UTC

"I don't know what it is," he replies softly, finally pulling his hand back.

"Coffee should be ready, if you want some."

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