Keywords: slash, humor
Footsteps behind him and Lex didn't have to look up to know whose they were.
"I should be mad at you," he said.
"I know." An angtsy pause and then, "I'm sorry I turned your father into a French fry."
"You didn't mean it."
"I didn't, I swear! He just--"
He just burst into the room where we were about to make love, shouting threats and generally being an ass. Lex didn't really want to remember it.
"I was there, remember?"
"Yeah... we okay?"
"Yeah." Then he looked up, smiling for
the first time since his father's untimely cremation.