[Yep that's it. The rest of Jason's reaction to that picture, the warmth and pain in his chest at seeing Bruce have something akin to a family, is for Jason and Jason alone to know.]
As soon as Clark takes a bite of his own, Jason does too. Technically it's not safe, since the s'mores were cooked separately but he tells his brain to can it.
"Why did he want me to have a s'more? What's going on?"
"I didn't ask him," Clark admits with a spread of his hands, "and I'd been planning on it anyway, so it seemed like a good enough reason to bring it by."
Because yes, he knows what Jason is referencing, but that doesn't mean he's going to talk about it. Yes, his feelings for Bruce are exceptionally strong. Clark's feelings, when he feels them for someone, usually are. And it's... Bruce.
"It was one of the promises he agreed to when he proposed the trip."
The rest of the s'more disappears into Jason's mouth, omnomnom. He's like a dog, he could be full and still eating. Probably from being raised without knowing when his next meal would be.
"Can I ask more about these promises or is it private?"
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he's got it bad
[Yep that's it. The rest of Jason's reaction to that picture, the warmth and pain in his chest at seeing Bruce have something akin to a family, is for Jason and Jason alone to know.]
how about me what?
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it's me we're talking about
what the fuck
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I was just curious.
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so
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But I hadn't realized you'd entirely broken up. My apologies.
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did you really think i could keep someone for more than a day?
go back to bruce you deserve a nice valentine's
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Have a good weekend, Jason.
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[As always, pretending getting praise does't hurt deep in his chest.]
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is that code for something
what is going on you guys ok
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DO you want one? I can fly it back. And there's nothing quite like the fresh ones from a camp fire.
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but you know you'll have to bring one to eat yourself right?
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Oh no. TWO s'mores.
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"I made sure to bring two, like we discussed. Feel free to have me eat the one you don't want."
Because they were two very different s'mores.
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"Yeah, what happened here? Did each of you cook one?" He motions at the less burnt one for Clark to eat.
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"Got it in one. I figured I'd make the extra for him."
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"Why did he want me to have a s'more? What's going on?"
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He takes another bite of his own. Hm. "You've got it bad, too."
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Because yes, he knows what Jason is referencing, but that doesn't mean he's going to talk about it. Yes, his feelings for Bruce are exceptionally strong. Clark's feelings, when he feels them for someone, usually are. And it's... Bruce.
"It was one of the promises he agreed to when he proposed the trip."
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"Can I ask more about these promises or is it private?"
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"You can ask. Though it's probably less interesting than you think."
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"As long as it's not about sex I'd like to know." And then, a pause. "Though he's totally waiting for you isn't he?"
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"But the 'promises' mostly just consisted of talking, cuddling, and s'mores."
His tone, and his face, say 'we are exceptionally boring men, Jason' in the gentlest way possible.
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