Author: Phoenixnz
Title: Living Conditions
Genre: Slash, fluff
Rating: G
Pairing: Clex
Disclaimer: If I owned the boys, well, let's just say they would be in my harem, and that's all I'm saying about that.
Feedback: Pretty please? With rainbow sprinkles?
a/n: This is just a fluffy little one-shot inspired by the Buffy episode of the same name.
“My roommate is a demon!”
Lex choked at Clark’s announcement, the small amount of scotch in the tumbler sloshing dangerously close to the edge, threatening to tip over.
“A what? Clark, there’s no such thing.”
“He irons his jeans, Lex. How is that not a demon thing?”
“You’ve been watching Buffy again,” was all Lex commented.
“And he’s doing everything that demon girl did. He irons his jeans, he’s like, always straightening the rug, he labels everything in the fridge – he’s completely anal.”
Lex spluttered.
“Clark, you really shouldn’t say things like that when I’m drinking.”
“What? Anal?”
“That is really unfair when I promised your parents ...”
“What my parents don’t know ...” Clark said, waving his hand airily.
“Considering you are the worst liar in the history of bad liars, I really don’t think you want to finish that statement.”
Clark whined.
“Aww, come on, Lex, it’s not like I’m a kid any more. I’m over eighteen.”
“And your parents made me promise that I would allow you to focus on your studies.”
Clark sighed. His parents weren’t exactly happy the day he came out and told them he was in love with Lex. It was not that they disliked Lex. His friend’s relationship with his parents had come a long way from the first year when they’d met and his dad had been unfriendly, bordering on hostile.
But there was a big difference between friendship and romance, and his parents just weren’t ready to accept that facet of Clark’s relationship with Lex. Not that they’d actually done anything further than make out. Lex could be stubborn when he wanted to be. Some might even say anal.
Anal. Clark snickered.
“What’s so funny?” Lex said.
“Anal.” Lex rolled his eyes.
“Oh grow up, Kent. You’re in college now, not pre-school.”
Clark sighed and flopped on the couch. Couldn’t even joke about it, even if it was puerile. He kicked the table in front of him.
“It’s just so frustrating. Why did I even have to have a roommate?”
“It’s just for the first year, and it helped your parents save on costs. It’s not like you can’t run home whenever you feel like it. Not that I would recommend that, either. You really need to curb your hero tendencies, Clark. At least for now.”
“You sound like Dad, only ...”
“Only what?”
“Well, he’d use some kind of platitude.”
“Don’t knock your father’s platitudes. It’s just his way of guiding you. And it’s a lot better than Lionel’s ‘don’t get caught son’ way of discipline. Have you actually tried communicating with your roommate? Telling him how much it bothers you?”
“No, because then he’d start criticising everything I do.”
“Not that I’m complaining, but you do have a way of announcing yourself.”
“Huh?”
“Every time you come in here you leave your boots in the hallway. Right in the middle of the hallway, mind you. It’s a wonder I haven’t tripped over them.”
“I’d always catch you,” Clark grinned.
“That is not the point, Clark. And like I said, I’m not complaining, but maybe you need to learn to be a little more considerate of other people’s idiosyncrasies,” Lex suggested gently.
“You’re saying I should shut up and live with it.”
“Well, what would Jonathan say?”
Clark shuddered. “Dad wouldn’t say anything. He’d just give me a look.”
“And that, my friend, is why your father wins over my father every time. Just the fact that he can inspire that with just a look says much about his parenting style.”
“I never thought I’d actually hear you praising my father, let alone agree with him on something.”
“Wonders will never cease,” Lex grinned back, joining Clark on the couch. He put an arm around Clark’s shoulder. “Now, come on, I have the latest Star Wars movie on DVD with your name on it.”
“You do know you’re a geek, right, Lex?”
“Takes one to know one, farmboy.”
Title: Living Conditions
Genre: Slash, fluff
Rating: G
Pairing: Clex
Disclaimer: If I owned the boys, well, let's just say they would be in my harem, and that's all I'm saying about that.
Feedback: Pretty please? With rainbow sprinkles?
a/n: This is just a fluffy little one-shot inspired by the Buffy episode of the same name.
“My roommate is a demon!”
Lex choked at Clark’s announcement, the small amount of scotch in the tumbler sloshing dangerously close to the edge, threatening to tip over.
“A what? Clark, there’s no such thing.”
“He irons his jeans, Lex. How is that not a demon thing?”
“You’ve been watching Buffy again,” was all Lex commented.
“And he’s doing everything that demon girl did. He irons his jeans, he’s like, always straightening the rug, he labels everything in the fridge – he’s completely anal.”
Lex spluttered.
“Clark, you really shouldn’t say things like that when I’m drinking.”
“What? Anal?”
“That is really unfair when I promised your parents ...”
“What my parents don’t know ...” Clark said, waving his hand airily.
“Considering you are the worst liar in the history of bad liars, I really don’t think you want to finish that statement.”
Clark whined.
“Aww, come on, Lex, it’s not like I’m a kid any more. I’m over eighteen.”
“And your parents made me promise that I would allow you to focus on your studies.”
Clark sighed. His parents weren’t exactly happy the day he came out and told them he was in love with Lex. It was not that they disliked Lex. His friend’s relationship with his parents had come a long way from the first year when they’d met and his dad had been unfriendly, bordering on hostile.
But there was a big difference between friendship and romance, and his parents just weren’t ready to accept that facet of Clark’s relationship with Lex. Not that they’d actually done anything further than make out. Lex could be stubborn when he wanted to be. Some might even say anal.
Anal. Clark snickered.
“What’s so funny?” Lex said.
“Anal.” Lex rolled his eyes.
“Oh grow up, Kent. You’re in college now, not pre-school.”
Clark sighed and flopped on the couch. Couldn’t even joke about it, even if it was puerile. He kicked the table in front of him.
“It’s just so frustrating. Why did I even have to have a roommate?”
“It’s just for the first year, and it helped your parents save on costs. It’s not like you can’t run home whenever you feel like it. Not that I would recommend that, either. You really need to curb your hero tendencies, Clark. At least for now.”
“You sound like Dad, only ...”
“Only what?”
“Well, he’d use some kind of platitude.”
“Don’t knock your father’s platitudes. It’s just his way of guiding you. And it’s a lot better than Lionel’s ‘don’t get caught son’ way of discipline. Have you actually tried communicating with your roommate? Telling him how much it bothers you?”
“No, because then he’d start criticising everything I do.”
“Not that I’m complaining, but you do have a way of announcing yourself.”
“Huh?”
“Every time you come in here you leave your boots in the hallway. Right in the middle of the hallway, mind you. It’s a wonder I haven’t tripped over them.”
“I’d always catch you,” Clark grinned.
“That is not the point, Clark. And like I said, I’m not complaining, but maybe you need to learn to be a little more considerate of other people’s idiosyncrasies,” Lex suggested gently.
“You’re saying I should shut up and live with it.”
“Well, what would Jonathan say?”
Clark shuddered. “Dad wouldn’t say anything. He’d just give me a look.”
“And that, my friend, is why your father wins over my father every time. Just the fact that he can inspire that with just a look says much about his parenting style.”
“I never thought I’d actually hear you praising my father, let alone agree with him on something.”
“Wonders will never cease,” Lex grinned back, joining Clark on the couch. He put an arm around Clark’s shoulder. “Now, come on, I have the latest Star Wars movie on DVD with your name on it.”
“You do know you’re a geek, right, Lex?”
“Takes one to know one, farmboy.”
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