JadeOfTheForest
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Clark makes a wish. Santa grants it. After already imagining one future for himself, Lex gets a different glimpse at what a perfect future might look like. It's better than he ever thought possible.
Merry Clexmas!
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It's 2002 and thirty year old Clark Kent wakes up in his childhood bedroom in the best sort of dream. It's 2002 and his father is still alive and Pete never left Smallville and his greatest enemy is still his dearest friend. It's 2002 and Clark has the chance to change everything if only he had the guts.
It's 2017 and fifteen year old Clark Kent wakes up in an unfamiliar apartment in Metropolis. It's 2017 and his father is dead and his friends are scattered around the world and Lex Luthor is a ruthless sociopath whose only memories of Clark consist of attempted murder. It's 2017 and everything is a nightmare and Clark has to fix this if only he knew how.
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“You know what they say,” Clark says, his eyes holding Lex’s mouth, “about your life flashing before your eyes right before you die?”
Clark’s thumb sinks into the inside of Lex’s lip, then skates along his bottom teeth. Fire ignites in Lex’s chest, the pain of restraining himself.
“That didn’t happen. You know what did flash before my eyes?”
Clark removes his thumb from Lex’s mouth and his other hand comes up to cup the other side of Lex’s face.
“Can you guess, Lex?”
His breath is so shallow not even a newborn could drown in it.
“I can give you a hint,” Clark says.
And then he kisses Lex.
Just a graze of his lips, the hint of his tongue, sweet as an overripe berry.
A canon divergent Smallville AU that explores what might have happened to Clark and Lex had Clark told him his secret from the beginning.
(spoiler: they still got issues)
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- Part 1 of where sunbeams end and starlight begins
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“Hey, you’ve reached Clark Kent. Leave me a message and I’ll talk to you soon.”
A thick lump threatened to swell in Lex’s throat and he swallowed it down.
“You wouldn’t believe this, Clark,” he said, beginning a circuit around the terrace garden, “Even if you were here to see it. For as long as my father has been dead, it's never stopped him from meddling in my life.”
The next words were hard to say out loud, even to someone who wasn’t listening.
“We have a child. A son, to be exact. Your DNA combined with mine.”
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Blessing and tragedy have always walked hand in hand for Lex Luthor.