Clark rolled his eyes in response to Chloe. His hand gently tightening around hers. In a bold move, out of his 'dorky' persona, something more like his true self, Clark tugged her tiny frame flush against his. His free hand slid over her lower back, holding her against him. Clark grinned down at her, aqua eyes locked with green.
"Fine... may I have this dance Ms. Sullivan..?" He whispered, leaning close to her face. He thought he was in the position of power, but that changed the instant he caught a whiff of her feminine scent. Unconsciously, Clark nuzzled his nose against her cheek as he swept her into a dance.
His eyes drift shut, content with having her tiny, warm body against his. Everything was happening to fast, way too fast. Clark was finding it difficult to make sense of all the things he was feeling. There were many dormant feelings surfacing now. Things he hadn't felt in years, and even some things he hadn't felt in all his life.
"Mmmm..." He mumbled into her hair, pulling her just a little closer. Clark could feel eyes on them, and he prayed they were jealous eyes. Deep down Clark knew it was wrong to want to make someone else jealous, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted people like Bruce Wayne to know what he was feeling, just like he wanted Chloe to know.
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Great work.
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