Dilemma

by a campbell

Clark Kent/Lex Luthor

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Lex poured an extra-tall glass of scotch, added ice, dropping chunks on the floor, not glancing down or bothering to pick them up. Cubes rattled and liquid sloshed over the side as he lifted it to his mouth with shaking hands.

What Clark had told him was impossible. Incredible.

He needed time to process and decide on a course of action. First, he was going to get so shitfaced plastered that he’d pass out and stay passed out. In the morning, he’d wake up to find this was all a crazy dream, that Clark had just told him he was pregnant, for Christ’s sake, and that he, Lex, was the father.

This was proof that Clark wasn’t normal. But how could he savor the long-sought knowledge? Not only had they been enemies for awhile, but…

What the hell was he going to tell Lana?

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