Really, he’s not hiding. He’s just going to close his eyes and relish a staff that knows when he says to ‘get the hell out’ - to, in fact, get the hell out.

“There you are. I was looking for you."

Petulant tone. Decidedly male. Ah. Clark’s not on staff.

See, this is why I love you. It's the little details, the little hooks and catches that make everything seem so real when you write. This was just beautiful, you got the tension and the frustration and the UST and just everything, everything. Thank you so much for writing this baby, I'm going to tuck this one away to read again, later, at the end of my day. *hugs*