Changing Plans
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queenkatyastarTitle: Changing Plans
Author: Katya Starling
Fandom: Smallville
Characters/Pairing: CLex (Clark/Lex)
Rating: G/K
Challenge/Prompt: SesquiDrabbles 58: Soil
Word Count: 150
Date Written: 1 March 2020
Warnings: None
Summary: Lex should have known the two wouldn't mix . . .
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Lex sighed as he slammed to a stop before the Kents' barn; he should have known better. He jumped out and strode over to where his boyfriend stood, looking utterly sheepish. "This -- " Lex waved his hands at Clark. "This -- This is not what one wears to dine with the Governor, Clark!"
"I'm sorry, Lex." Clark looked truly sorrowful. "It's just . . . Dad's sick, and Bessie had her calf, and I had to help deliver it, and then the tractor got stuck -- "
"And here you are, a half hour until the time we're supposed to meet the Governor and my Father, covered in soil and -- and -- " Lex's nose wrinkled. "Clark, you're delicious, but you smell worse than fertilizer."
"I haven't had time to take a shower -- "
"Go get one. I'll be waiting." They'd miss the dinner with the Governor, Lex thought, sighing and turning away, but there was always time for dinner for two.
The End
Author: Katya Starling
Fandom: Smallville
Characters/Pairing: CLex (Clark/Lex)
Rating: G/K
Challenge/Prompt: SesquiDrabbles 58: Soil
Word Count: 150
Date Written: 1 March 2020
Warnings: None
Summary: Lex should have known the two wouldn't mix . . .
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
Lex sighed as he slammed to a stop before the Kents' barn; he should have known better. He jumped out and strode over to where his boyfriend stood, looking utterly sheepish. "This -- " Lex waved his hands at Clark. "This -- This is not what one wears to dine with the Governor, Clark!"
"I'm sorry, Lex." Clark looked truly sorrowful. "It's just . . . Dad's sick, and Bessie had her calf, and I had to help deliver it, and then the tractor got stuck -- "
"And here you are, a half hour until the time we're supposed to meet the Governor and my Father, covered in soil and -- and -- " Lex's nose wrinkled. "Clark, you're delicious, but you smell worse than fertilizer."
"I haven't had time to take a shower -- "
"Go get one. I'll be waiting." They'd miss the dinner with the Governor, Lex thought, sighing and turning away, but there was always time for dinner for two.
The End
