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Drabble(?) or a hundred words, at any rate. Spoilers for 'Obscura.' With thanks to FridayAngel for the advice.
Chloe Sullivan makes him think of old beds –
creaking and moaning.
His ego tells his eardrums to take it,
because this is better than the
uncertain quiet whispers
he used to hear.
of her desk at the Torch,
of that time in his truck
before they got to his house.
about his future
and options that weren't his father's idea first.
He's getting used to her leaps,
discussing what he does
not because he does it…
just because.
about Chloe Fordman.
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