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serafina20Title: Corner of the World 51: Homecoming
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Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville, the characters, or the concepts. They belong to a coupla dudes named AlMiles. I think they're married or something.
Summary: The foundation has been laid and repaired, and now it's time to come home.
Thanks tocapnzebbie for the beta.
Homecoming
For those of you who need a refresher
God, he wanted to sleep. To crawl into his bed and sleep for the next year. Screw work, screw Reynolds, screw the world, Mark was done. Weary and heartsick and lonely and completely, totally ungrateful.
Intellectually, he knew he was glad Damien was fine. He was even gratified that his clumsy skill at CPR had contributed to keeping the man alive. And he was happy for Dominic and the engagement and the fact that there still was an engagement since both parties had avoided death.
And Lex. Mark had seen him at the hospital with Clark, and even though it was obvious things weren't perfect between them, it was getting better. They'd looked at each other with eyes full of love, and as they'd waited for news of Pete and Chloe, they'd comforted each other with soft touches on the back or arm, gentle and loving and so protective. Mark knew that they'd be going home tonight and Clark would sneak over to Lex's and they'd lie in bed with one another, fingers and mouths exploring, their hearts reconnecting and repairing the damage that had been done.
And Mark? The man who'd saved Damien? The man who'd kept Dominic conscious and safe and had taken care of Lex when his father had been shot and been stretching himself thin to take care of his friends? He was going home alone. Not even Helen was going to be there; she was working late and mentioned something about going to the city with a friend. She'd been acting weird, too, avoiding his eyes with a sneaking smile turning up the corners of her mouth. Obviously, "friend" meant "man" and "city" was a euphemism "sex."
Everyone was getting lucky or getting loved but Mark. And he couldn't even get in contact with the one person whose mere voice could make everything okay.
Mark sighed as he unlocked the door to the apartment. He was going to take a long shower before going to bed; he and Dominic had ended up driving back and even though the limo had been immaculate, the drive, followed by sitting at the hospital for hours, had left him feeling grimy and disgusting. Plus, he was sore from sitting so much, and...
"Hey," a voice said, breaking into Mark's melancholy reverie. "You're finally home."
The keys fell from Mark's suddenly nerveless fingers. His heart stopped and lungs froze.
Whitney smiled shyly and ran his hand over his short cropped hair. "Um. Surprise."
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serafina20Disclaimer: I do not own Smallville, the characters, or the concepts. They belong to a coupla dudes named AlMiles. I think they're married or something.
Summary: The foundation has been laid and repaired, and now it's time to come home.
Thanks to
capnzebbie for the beta.Homecoming
For those of you who need a refresher
God, he wanted to sleep. To crawl into his bed and sleep for the next year. Screw work, screw Reynolds, screw the world, Mark was done. Weary and heartsick and lonely and completely, totally ungrateful.
Intellectually, he knew he was glad Damien was fine. He was even gratified that his clumsy skill at CPR had contributed to keeping the man alive. And he was happy for Dominic and the engagement and the fact that there still was an engagement since both parties had avoided death.
And Lex. Mark had seen him at the hospital with Clark, and even though it was obvious things weren't perfect between them, it was getting better. They'd looked at each other with eyes full of love, and as they'd waited for news of Pete and Chloe, they'd comforted each other with soft touches on the back or arm, gentle and loving and so protective. Mark knew that they'd be going home tonight and Clark would sneak over to Lex's and they'd lie in bed with one another, fingers and mouths exploring, their hearts reconnecting and repairing the damage that had been done.
And Mark? The man who'd saved Damien? The man who'd kept Dominic conscious and safe and had taken care of Lex when his father had been shot and been stretching himself thin to take care of his friends? He was going home alone. Not even Helen was going to be there; she was working late and mentioned something about going to the city with a friend. She'd been acting weird, too, avoiding his eyes with a sneaking smile turning up the corners of her mouth. Obviously, "friend" meant "man" and "city" was a euphemism "sex."
Everyone was getting lucky or getting loved but Mark. And he couldn't even get in contact with the one person whose mere voice could make everything okay.
Mark sighed as he unlocked the door to the apartment. He was going to take a long shower before going to bed; he and Dominic had ended up driving back and even though the limo had been immaculate, the drive, followed by sitting at the hospital for hours, had left him feeling grimy and disgusting. Plus, he was sore from sitting so much, and...
"Hey," a voice said, breaking into Mark's melancholy reverie. "You're finally home."
The keys fell from Mark's suddenly nerveless fingers. His heart stopped and lungs froze.
Whitney smiled shyly and ran his hand over his short cropped hair. "Um. Surprise."
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Date: 2006-02-10 05:33 am (UTC)I'm so glad you liked it. Thanks!!
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Date: 2006-02-10 03:30 am (UTC)Now?
I'm off to read. :-D
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Date: 2006-02-10 05:33 am (UTC)Enjoy!
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Date: 2006-02-14 03:13 am (UTC)Good luck with everything else. *hugs*