Quickie sequel to my COTW MPREG
May. 22nd, 2006 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
serafina20Clark and Lex were snuggled together in bed underneath a mound of covers. Pillows surrounded them. Lex's head rested on Clark's chest, eyes closed. His fingers lazily traced Clark's chest.
Lex was, indeed, pregnant. A quick trip up to the Fortress for a chat with the AI had confirmed it. They'd even gotten a sonogram print out, already framed and on the night stand. And the TV in the living room. And Lex's desk. And faxed over to Martha and Jonathan.
They were still panicking, of course, although Lex was doing a good job of sublimating it. After the AI had described a typical male pregnancy (when such things had happened on Krypton), Lex, pale and still, had nodded. Some color had come back at the words, "cesarean section", but had quickly faded once again when the words "significant weight gain for the good of the fetus" had been uttered.
Since then, Lex hadn't spoken once of pregnancy or birth. He was too busy planning everything else. The nursery, bassinet, colors, names, preschools, kidnergartens, moving back to Smallville, *not* moving to Smallville, was he trying to kill the baby? The suburbs and what did Clark think of Connecticut, and nannies and time off at the school and could Clark even put a baby before Superman?
Clark had patiently helped Lex make all the lists and charts and Power Point presentations and baby annoncements and reservations for knitting classes he wanted until the huge, jaw-cracking yawns had started. Then, he'd dragged Lex away, stuffed him into bed, fed him, and held him close.
And now, he had to ask. "Lex? What made you think to take a pregnancy test in the first place?"
Lex cleared his throat. He squirmed in Clark's arm, ears bright read. "Well. I was out for my morning jog and realized I was having trouble concentrating."
"I shouldn't have asked."
"No. You really shouldn't have."
Lex was, indeed, pregnant. A quick trip up to the Fortress for a chat with the AI had confirmed it. They'd even gotten a sonogram print out, already framed and on the night stand. And the TV in the living room. And Lex's desk. And faxed over to Martha and Jonathan.
They were still panicking, of course, although Lex was doing a good job of sublimating it. After the AI had described a typical male pregnancy (when such things had happened on Krypton), Lex, pale and still, had nodded. Some color had come back at the words, "cesarean section", but had quickly faded once again when the words "significant weight gain for the good of the fetus" had been uttered.
Since then, Lex hadn't spoken once of pregnancy or birth. He was too busy planning everything else. The nursery, bassinet, colors, names, preschools, kidnergartens, moving back to Smallville, *not* moving to Smallville, was he trying to kill the baby? The suburbs and what did Clark think of Connecticut, and nannies and time off at the school and could Clark even put a baby before Superman?
Clark had patiently helped Lex make all the lists and charts and Power Point presentations and baby annoncements and reservations for knitting classes he wanted until the huge, jaw-cracking yawns had started. Then, he'd dragged Lex away, stuffed him into bed, fed him, and held him close.
And now, he had to ask. "Lex? What made you think to take a pregnancy test in the first place?"
Lex cleared his throat. He squirmed in Clark's arm, ears bright read. "Well. I was out for my morning jog and realized I was having trouble concentrating."
"I shouldn't have asked."
"No. You really shouldn't have."
In other news, that little bruise from the blood test today? It's big and it hurts and I can barely bend my arm or put it down. Sucks, yo.
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Date: 2006-05-23 05:07 am (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2006-05-23 05:41 am (UTC)I may continue to play.
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Date: 2006-05-23 05:34 am (UTC)Awww, too cute.
I love it!
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Date: 2006-05-23 05:41 am (UTC)Thanks!
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Date: 2006-05-23 06:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-24 05:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-23 11:03 am (UTC)And I sympathize with you bruise; I have rolling veins so every time I have had blood drawn, I have a big knot/bruise and can't bend my arm. Needless to say, they rarely every get blood from me!
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Date: 2006-05-24 05:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-23 05:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-05-24 09:41 pm (UTC)I hate that ad, it's so stupid. In that case, it's amazing that I don't have 20 children running around.
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Date: 2006-05-25 03:25 am (UTC)This fic was the perfect excuse to mock it, though. :)
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Date: 2006-05-26 10:08 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-27 06:45 am (UTC)Thanks. :)