Your standards must be astronomical. [ Not that Clark minds this, though, if the smile on his face—caught between fond (already) and amused—is any indication.
It’s all right that Bruce is some distance away. If that’s what makes him most comfortable, then so be it. Clark’s not much for wants or demands, and he’s fully content to remain where he is, sipping at his coffee and being surprised at how hot it is and not learning his lesson because he keeps sipping again anyway.
The silence is comfortable as it stretches between them, and Clark looks down at his coffee once it’s halfway full. He’s warmed up nicely now, both from the soup and the drink, and surely those two thing should be enough to energise a man to get up and go.
But he’s not sure, really, how long he’s welcome, and chances a glance Bruce’s way before he looks down at his coffee again, his thumb gently brushing against the side of it. ]
Um… [ His brows furrow slightly. ] Did you want me to s-stay? The whole night?
[ In a way he supposes Bruce’s behaviour had been leaning towards it, but Clark doesn’t want to assume. ]
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It’s all right that Bruce is some distance away. If that’s what makes him most comfortable, then so be it. Clark’s not much for wants or demands, and he’s fully content to remain where he is, sipping at his coffee and being surprised at how hot it is and not learning his lesson because he keeps sipping again anyway.
The silence is comfortable as it stretches between them, and Clark looks down at his coffee once it’s halfway full. He’s warmed up nicely now, both from the soup and the drink, and surely those two thing should be enough to energise a man to get up and go.
But he’s not sure, really, how long he’s welcome, and chances a glance Bruce’s way before he looks down at his coffee again, his thumb gently brushing against the side of it. ]
Um… [ His brows furrow slightly. ] Did you want me to s-stay? The whole night?
[ In a way he supposes Bruce’s behaviour had been leaning towards it, but Clark doesn’t want to assume. ]