Hello, well this is unbeated so please don't get angry at me.Fandom:Smallville
Paring: Clark/Lex
Disclaimer: They are not mine.More that Months. Chapter 9.
Clark’s hospital room.
Lex entered the room and something broke inside him. He knew Clark was sick, he knew it was bad. But he never imagined that Clark, his Clark would look like this.
Clark was unmoving. His usually bright face was pale and withdrawn, dark bangs down his always blue angelical eyes, a horrible purple color present in his normally red lips and in his fingernails. Clark looked sick. He knew Clark was sick, but one thing was hear about it and other was stay in front of the person you love and seeing him worn down and weak.
With a deep breath Lex walked to the bedside.
I don’t love you
Memories of their final fight come to him.
I don’t want to see you again.
Lex never meant to say those words but the circumstances made them necessary. Lex took a chair and carefully sat in it.
Why, Lex?
Because he was scared and desperate. Lex was so lost. He didn’t know what to do; he was trapped, trapped in his own game by his father and Lana. He left his father control his life and breaks what he always wanted.
I don’t believe you. Tell me please. Lex, Why?
Clark always trusted in Lex. But Lex destroyed that.
Lex never wanted to lose him. Lex loved Clark, he never stopped doing it. After all this years was Clark who kept Lex of become what he is now being with Lana.
Because she is better and with you I don’t have a future Clark. This, between us, is over. This never happened. I don’t love you.
But I do.
He still could see Clark pained face. The tears running down his face and all the hurt in his eyes. Lex was sure that Clark was close to burn him alive but like always, Clark kept himself on control and just speeded away.
That was almost five months ago. And now, now that Lex was close to break himself free from his father’s dominium; Clark is dying and possibly his baby too.
Lex sat there for some minutes thinking in how all his life was so fucked up while holding the limp hand. He was stopped when Clark stared to stir; he moved his head to one side to the other and mumbled softly. Lex left go of Sam’s hand. He wanted to see Clark but the true was that he had not idea what he was going to say. Lex panicked. Clark suffered so much because of him and now it was no probable that He was going to be glad of see him there.
When Clark stirred again he put his other hand in his stomach and was then when Lex noticed the big size of the tummy. All the thoughts about a mad Clark where forgotten in the moment Lex saw how big his baby was.
The tummy was very rounded for just four months but Lex just cared that he was close to his kid. Now all was more real, a little person was growing up inside the person that he loved and that little person was part of him, he after all was going to be a father. Lex Luthor a father. He smiled, he never thought that possible. Being a Luthor wishing rules the world and with the being gay part, a baby was out of the picture but now he was going to be a father.
“Hmm” Clark was staring to wake up and Lex was getting more tensed. “Mom?” He still had his eyes closed.
Lex contemplated the idea of runaway and left Clark never knowing that he was there; because he was more that sure that Martha and Chloe would never tell Clark about his visit, but he decided that he was going to face what was happening, not point was in deny this situation. So Lex took a deep breath, took the hand again and prepared himself for a possible heartbreaking conversation with Clark.
Clark opened his eyes slowly expecting to see his mother to his side or Chloe big smile but he blinked several times when he saw certain person sitting in front of him holding his hand and crying? Clark would have laughed if his body wasn’t hurting so much, right, Lex’s here, by his side and crying. Of all the things Lex wouldn’t cry, right? So he was probably hallucinating. But the idea was erased when Lex squeezed his hand and smiled nervously. He knew that smile so well, Clark had see it so many time when Lex was with him and was ashamed of something. Clark loved when Lex smiled. Haa, I love his smile, hands, face, eyes. God I love him.
“Clark?” Lex wasn’t sure if Clark was seeing him because he had opened his eyes five minutes ago but not words had come out. “Clark?” He was about to call a nurse when he finally heard Clark’s voice.
“You’re here” It was weak and almost a whisper but Lex could hear it. Clark opened his mouth again but just a groan came out.
“Shhhh. Don’t talk Clark. Is ok” Lex said with tears in his eyes. So many wishes about this moment. So many nights thinking on having Clark in front of him and touch him and talk to him, and now is real, but in a hospital with a barely breathing and pregnant Clark.
Clark smiled weakly and Lex could see that this took a lot of his strength.
“Why…are you here?” To Clark it wasn’t important why Lex was there. He just was happy that he was there with him and his baby.“The baby” He whispered.
Lex swallowed hard and wiped his eyes. “I know” He chocked out. Lex nodded.”I know. I know everything. I…I—I want ... God...” By now Lex had tears running down his face and a gruff voice. He breathed deeply. “Clark I’m sorry. All this is my fault. I never meant to hurt you. I wanted you to be safe and away from all my lies and my stupid wishes of power, away from my father and his plans. I thought it was the best. I didn’t know what more to do”
Clark saw with half opened eyes how the man that in the past months was his enemy broke in front of him. He didn’t understand all about what Lex is talking but he couldn’t be mad with him because he loved him and he was the father of his children. And he could be with their kid after all.
“Le...Lex-x” Clark said with a big effort. He smiled warmly when Lex kissed his hand. “I want…to…be…” He wheezed. “I don’t want him ---to be alone”
Lex frowned knowing very well what Clark was trying to say. “Clark? What?” He still didn’t want to accept that Clark was dying. “You are going to be with him”
Clark shocked his head weakly. “No” He closed his eyes trying to smash the pain. “I know…I know---what is happening…hmm” He tightened the hand that Lex was holding. In that point the pain was visible in his face and Lex saw this.
“Clark, please don’t talk ok? Take deep breaths” Lex was trying with all his force not cry more and be strong but he couldn’t. All the pain was so huge and he just wanted hug Clark and touch his belly and just imagine about their child. “Is ok. Is Ok” He looked for water and gently gave it to Clark.
Clark cleared his throat. “No¡. Is not ok” Clark was trembling. “My mom…has suffered enough… and I don’t want her… And … I know that I’m not ok. I’m not blind …I know very well that I’m dying and the last thing…that I want is for my baby be alone and... and scared”
“He won’t be” Lex said.
“What…What do ...What do you want Lex?” Clark looked him with faintly but intense eyes. “Tell me”
“You” Lex answered. “I want both of you” He waited for a scream or a cry or even an insult but nothing came. Clark was silent.
“Why?” His head, chest, legs and eyes were hurting but he still could talk and no way in hell was he going to let the man that made him cry his heart out just sit there and say some few pretty words and forget everything.
“Why now and not before I was in a hospital?”
“Because I needed this to see the true” Lex whispered finding very interesting the white sheets.
“What true?”
“That I love you”