Author: Kat Lee
Character/Pairing: CLex (Clark/Lex), Jonathan+/Martha
Challenge/Prompt: gameofcards Cross Your Hearts Mini Bingo: (If you join, be sure to tell them Kat Lee of Team Clubs sent YOU!)
Word Count: 571
Date Written: 26 January 2018
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to DC Comics, not the author, and are used without permission.
Jonathan Kent stomps up his porch as he sees the billionaire son of his nemesis standing in his doorway. Lex’s back is turned toward him, but Jonathan sees something green sticking out from underneath Lex’s arm and curls his lip in disgust. His hands tighten with anger. He’s promised Martha he won’t interfere as, for some bizarre reason, Lex is actually making their son happy, but he hates the idea of any man showing up with a bouquet of flowers for his boy!
He’s about to say something when he hears Martha gushing, “Why, Lex, you shouldn’t have!” Her laughter adds fuel to Jonathan’s anger. “I’ll be as big as the barn if I eat all this!”
“Nonsense, Missus Kent. The way you’re always working, you’ll burn the calories in no time.”
“Lex,” Jonathan cuts into the conversation, his anger clear in his voice.
Lex turns quickly to face him. “Mister Kent,” he says, his smile not faltering in the least. “I’m glad you’re here. I brought you these.” He actually blushes a little as he offers Jonathan a bushel of collards.
At first, Jonathan just stares at the leafy, green vegetables. “You . . . Where’d you buy them?” he asks, hesitantly accepting them. He hasn’t seen collards this rich a green in a while, not with the weather they’ve been having.
Lex’s blush deepens, and his gaze shifts from Jonathan’s face shyly to the older man’s boots. “I’ve been gardening a little on the side,” he admits, “with Clark’s help.” He’s not about to tell Clark’s father what their gardening sessions lead to, however, but it’s just at that moment that his boyfriend zips up to them.
“Hi, Dad. Hi, Mom,” Clark babbles. “Lex. Sorry I’m late.” Without another word to his parents and without giving Jonathan a chance to say something and potentially ruin their evening, Clark grabs Lex’s hand and rushes with him to the barn.
Jonathan gets just a glimpse of a huge, heart-shaped box of chocolates and a bouquet of lush, red roses as the boys run pass him. His wife grabs his arm, stopping him from following them. “See?” she says, and he notes that her box of chocolates is just a little smaller than Clark’s. “I told you the boy isn’t all bad.”
“That remains to be seen,” Jonathan grumbles.
“What’s going to make up your mind, Jonathan, that he’s one of the good guys?! What does he have to do, help Clark save the world?!”
“That’d be a start,” Jonathan grumbles, but then his eyes fall back to the vibrant greens in his arms. “But I guess,” he relents, “we can start with seeing how well these cook up.”
“Oh, Jonathan!” Martha laughs but takes the collards from him and marches into the kitchen. She knows even before she begins to prep them to be put in her cooking pot that these will be the best greens they’ve ever eaten! Maybe then Jonathan will go a little easier on the boy, but she knows it’s going to take much more than that to make her husband accept that their son loves a Luthor. After all, it’s much more than the old Kent versus Luthor feud on the line here. Their son’s heart is on the line. Unlike Martha, Jonathan hasn’t yet accepted that Lex will not break Clark’s heart, but, Martha reminds herself with a smile as she starts to hum and cook, he will!