Lex didn't deserve the praise he was getting from the newspapers, television, and radio reporters. It had been more of a senior moment than a heroic one. He'd forgotten his briefcase again (Sam kept threatening to put legs on it to follow Lex out the door, which Lex was seriously pondering taking him up on) and had gone back to get it. He'd stumbled upon the terrorist completely by accident on the way out the door, cracked the guy over the head with his retrieved briefcase, and called the police. So, he might have unintentionally saved upwards of 25,000 people who worked in LexCorp Tower I, but then so did the police who arrested the guy and the bomb squad who'd defused the bomb.
"Should I be fitting you for a superhero uniform?" Clark teased mercilessly, sitting in the deck chair beside Lex, watching the sun sink lower in the horizon.
"You may still look good in spandex, but I'd blind people that way."
"Oh, I don't know." Clark waggled his graying brows over the rim of his lemonade glass. "Maybe you should try it out and see."
Later, a naked Lex tied a makeshift cape around his neck and tackled a laughing Clark on the bed. He kissed Clark silent and demonstrated that he was nothing more than a man wearing a sheet.
But the praise he received after that was well deserved.
-End
FFL Timeline Updated
Priceless.
annakas
Thanks for sharing.
Very cute... Senior moment, heh! ^_^ Sweet~