Fic: Aftershocks
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sinderella81Title: Aftershocks
Rating: R (for violence)
Characters: Clark/Lex
Disclaimer: Not Mine! I just like to play!
Summary: Clark has come back from Metropolis and has to deal with the rumors ... and the aftershocks
Warnings: H/C and gratuitous hair porn!
Rating: R (for violence)
Characters: Clark/Lex
Disclaimer: Not Mine! I just like to play!
Summary: Clark has come back from Metropolis and has to deal with the rumors ... and the aftershocks
Warnings: H/C and gratuitous hair porn!
Clark made his way quietly through the locker room. Ever since he’d returned from his time in Metropolis, rumors had been flying through the school about him, and Clark just found it easier to keep to himself. His parents were a bit worried, but Clark managed to put them at ease, telling them that it would pass.
“Well, if it isn’t Clark Kent? Why are you still here? Thought you’d be with your sugar daddy.”
Clark turned and saw Matt Williams and three of his flunkies standing near the lockers. “Please guys, just let me pass. I don’t want to cause any trouble,” Clark murmured.
“Trouble? You’ve been trouble ever since you came back,” Matt said. “We all know what you did there.” He and his friends stepped closer, clenching their fists. “We don’t like your kind here.”
“My kind? What’s that supposed to mean?” Clark asked, trying to calmly edge away from the group of guys.
“Your kind – fucking fairies,” Matt said with a sneer. He and his friends quickly closed ranks around Clark, blocking his means of escape.
Clark was about to push through when he suddenly felt ill. He got a sick feeling in the pit of his stomach as he saw the glowing green rocks in the bracelets around all four guys’ wrists.
The first punch surprised him; his head flying back as the fist connected with his jaw. After that, it was an unending brutal assault of fists and feet. Clark didn’t know how long the assault lasted, but by the end, he was nearly unconscious. He felt himself sink to the floor, and could see out of his swollen eyes that the four football players had crowded around him.
Matt sat on his legs, two of his buddies took each arm, and the third sat at Clark’s head. “Now, what should we do with you now? Maybe we should end it for you? No one would miss you, you know? Everyone hates you … you ran away from home … left your parents all alone with all the work … they almost lost the farm, did you know that?” Matt spoke conversationally, as if talking to a friend.
Clark felt the tears streaming down his cheeks from the pain, humiliation and sorrow. He felt his head being jerked around by Matt’s buddy. “What’s up with all these girly curls?” the guy asked. Clark’s hair had grown long during his time in Metropolis, and he hadn’t had a chance to get a haircut. “Real men don’t have these girly curls … I think we’re going to get rid of these … make you a real man.” Matt’s friend whipped out a pocket knife and began to brutally hack and slice at Clark’s hair, dropping the curls on the floor.
“Now, what does your sugar daddy Luthor find so appealing about you? What are you packing that keeps him coming back for more?” Matt asked. He ripped Clark’s jeans open and pulled them and Clark’s underwear down around his knees. Clark continued to cry, the fight gone from him.
“Oh, I bet sugar daddy Luthor loves that,” Matt said. “Hey Steve, pass me that knife. I’m gonna leave Luthor a message.”
Steve hacked on last curl from Clark’s head and tossed Matt the knife. Matt gave Clark a sadistic grin and began to carve the word ‘fag’ into Clark’s chest. Clark screamed; the pain was too unbearable and he passed out.
Matt finished the message and rushed off with his buddies, leaving Clark to bleed on the locker room floor.
* * *
Lex wandered through the halls of Smallville High School, looking for Clark. Their friendship had been tenuous recently. Clark had been very quiet since his return from Metropolis and Lex’s return from the island. Lex didn’t want to push anything; he’d heard the whispers of the teens in the Talon, and knew what they all thought Clark had done. Lex was patient … When Clark was ready to tell his secrets, Lex would listen.
When he didn’t immediately find Clark, Lex got worried. He wandered to the Torch and poked his head in, finding Chloe tapping away furiously at her computer.
“Chloe, have you seen Clark?”
Chloe looked up and gave Lex a smile. “Hey Lex! Nope, haven’t seen him. He had Gym last, so he might still be in the locker room. I know he waits until everyone is gone before he changes … wants to avoid the rumors,” she said a little sadly.
Lex sighed and nodded. “I’ve heard them too … and I don’t believe a word they say,” he said.
“Me either,” Chloe said with a smile.
“You’re a good friend,” Lex said. ‘I’ll catch up with you later, okay?” He gave Chloe a smile and a wave as he left the Torch and headed towards the locker rooms.
It was quiet in the locker room … too quiet. “Clark?” he called. When he didn’t hear a response, he got worried. He walked faster, peering down the aisles, calling Clark’s name.
Clark thought he heard someone calling his name, but he was too injured to call out. If he could just move to the stream of sunlight …
Lex came around a corner and gasped. “Fuck, Clark!” he yelled and raced over to where Clark lay on the ground. He took in the bruising, Clark’s hair, the word etched on Clark’s chest and the lowered pants and underwear. He worked quickly to pull Clark’s underwear and pants back up.
“Clark, can you hear me?” Lex said, finding a towel and dabbing at Clark’s chest. He felt his anger rise; this attack was obviously due to the rumors.
Clark forced his eyes open and saw Lex standing above him. “Lex?” he mumbled, the word forced.
“Shhhh,” Lex murmured. “I’m here … I need to call an ambulance for you.”
Clark shook his head. “No,” he said.
“Clark, you are bleeding everywhere and covered in bruises,” Lex said. “You need to see a doctor.”
“No doctor,” Clark murmured. “Help me … to the … sunlight.” He was through keeping secrets from his best friend.
Lex was a bit dubious, but helped Clark over to the stream of sunlight coming through one of the high windows. He sat back in shock and awe as Clark’s wounds began to heal, leaving just traces of blood.
Clark sighed as he soaked up the energy from the sun, feeling his wounds heal. He opened his eyes and looked at Lex.
“Clark?” Lex whispered.
“I have some things to tell you,” Clark said. “Can we … go somewhere and talk? Someplace I can get cleaned up?”
“The mansion,” Lex said. He helped Clark stand, wrapped his jacket around Clark, and helped him out to his car, thankful that school had been out long enough that there was no one in the parking lot.
Clark was silent the whole ride back to the mansion. He kept glancing over at Lex, who was gripping the steering wheel so tight his knuckles were white. Clark sighed and rested his head against the headrest, closing his eyes a bit.
Lex parked the car right outside the mansion and helped Clark inside, straight to the master bathroom. “Bathe,” he said. “I’ll find something for you to wear.”
Clark watched Lex leave. He stood still for a couple of minutes before stepping into the shower and washing the blood of his skin. He reached up to wash his hair and winced at the shortness of it. When the shower was done, he stepped out, wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped into the bedroom.
Lex was sitting on his bed, a pair of boxer briefs and flannel pants next to him. “These are for you,” he murmured, looking at Clark.
“Thanks,” Clark said, taking the clothes. He stepped to the other side of the bed and quickly got dressed. He came back around and sat next to Lex.
“Clark … You’re an alien, right?” Lex murmured.
Clark stared at Lex for a long time before giving him a nod. “The meteor shower of 1989 … that was me … well my ship and pieces of my planet,” he said.
“And those pieces of your planet … the green ones … make you sick,” Lex said.
Clark nodded again. “Yeah,” he said. “The red … it makes me lose my inhibitions … I say and do things I normally wouldn’t … “
Lex scooted closer to Clark. “I will keep you safe,” he murmured. “I promise.”
Clark gave Lex a soft smile. “I know you will,” he said. “It’s … I’ve wanted to tell you for so long … my parents were worried … but I don’t care … I trust you.”
Lex wrapped his arms around Clark, giving him a gentle hug. “God Clark, I’ve never been so scared. I saw you lying there, covered in blood and bruises and … I thought I’d lost you.”
“I won’t let that happen,” Clark breathed, nuzzling into Lex’s neck.
Lex bit back his moan, rubbing Clark’s back soothingly. “Who … did this to you?”
“Matt Williams and his flunkies,” Clark murmured. “They said they didn’t want my kind.”
“Your kind?” Lex asked. “I assume you mean gay?”
Clark nodded. “I’ve been trying to lay low, but … they’re right. My time in Metropolis taught me a few things … “
Lex smiled. “Did you learn how to cut hair?” he asked, trying to lighten the mood a bit.
Clark pulled back, ran a hand over his head and shook his head. “Sadly no … and I can’t go into town … “
“I’ll do it,” Lex said with a smile.
“You?”
Lex smacked Clark on the arm playfully and nodded. “Me,” he said. “I’ve picked a few things during my travels … I spent some time in Italy and knew this gorgeous hairdresser, Lorenzo … “
“I get it,” Clark said, unwilling to face the jealousy that ate at his heart.
Lex chuckled a bit. “Come on, back to the bathroom with you,” he said.
Clark gave Lex a small smile and followed Lex into the bathroom, where he allowed Lex to sit him in front of the vanity. Lex wrapped a towel around Clark’s shoulders before getting his hands wet and running his wet hands through Clark’s hair.
“Lex … thank you,” Clark whispered.
“You’re my best friend … I’d do anything for you,” Lex murmured as he snipped at Clark’s hair. He was saddened by the loss of the luscious curls, but knew they would grow back. He continued to snip until Clark’s hair was uniform.
Clark was lost in the sensation of Lex’s hands in his hair. It felt so good … Lex would tug a bit here, caress a bit there … Clark bit back his moan.
“How does that feel?” Lex asked softly, running his hands through Clark’s hair, lost in the feel of the silky strands beneath his fingers.
“Good,” Clark breathed. “So good … “
Lex looked in the mirror and gasped softly. Clark’s eyes were closed, his cheeks pink, his lips parted slightly … He looked like he was waiting for …
Clark felt Lex’s lips against his and immediately pulled Lex against him, deepening the kiss.
“Clark,” Lex gasped as he pulled away. “We … We have to take this slow … “
“As slow as you want,” Clark said. “But know that I want this … more than anything.”
Lex gave Clark a soft gentle kiss before pulling the towel off his shoulders and helping him stand. “Come on … we both need some sleep … “
“My parents?” Clark asked, although he was yawning and fighting to keep his eyes open.
“I’ll call them and let them know that you’re here doing homework,” Lex said. “It’s still early … You’ll be home before curfew.” He led Clark to the bed, and nudged him down.
Clark fell into the bed and immediately curled up, tucking his hands under his head and falling into a deep, restful sleep.
Lex crawled onto the bed next to Clark and wrapped his arms around him. He rested his cheek against Clark’s head, breathing in the scent of Clark’s clean hair. Calling his parents could wait a bit … Lex was content to stay with Clark, his best friend and his soul mate.
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Date: 2008-07-12 06:00 pm (UTC)Loved it!
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Date: 2008-07-12 06:11 pm (UTC)Yeah, it tugged at my heart when I wrote it ... Poor Clark is right!
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Date: 2008-07-12 06:39 pm (UTC)I'm glad that Lex was able to find and help Clark, and even though he guessed just about everything, I'm glad that Clark told him.
This story started out harshly and ended so beautifully!
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Date: 2008-07-12 06:49 pm (UTC)I'm glad you enjoyed it.
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Date: 2008-07-12 07:56 pm (UTC)TC and hair porn! Perfect.
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Date: 2008-07-12 08:19 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-13 01:51 pm (UTC)wonderful TC and guhhhairporn!
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Date: 2008-07-13 03:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-12 10:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-12 11:38 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-13 04:08 am (UTC)The knife part was creepy...
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Date: 2008-07-13 04:56 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-13 04:13 am (UTC)But I love him taking care of Clark.
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Date: 2008-07-13 04:57 am (UTC)I love him taking care of Clark too ... *g*
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Date: 2008-07-15 09:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-07-15 01:57 pm (UTC)Yeah, I love a good protective Lex *g*
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Date: 2008-07-22 03:54 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-11-21 04:05 am (UTC)I love how gentel this story feels.
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Date: 2008-11-21 05:04 am (UTC)