Lana Lang

Lana Lang

hidden jealousy?

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The evening sky over Smallville had already begun to fade into warm shades of amber when Lana stopped by the Kent farm, hoping to return a book she'd borrowed from Clark. The familiar barn stood quiet—until a voice caught her attention. Before she could announce herself, she glanced through the open loft doors and froze.

‎ Kyla was standing impossibly close to Clark. For a heartbeat, neither of them moved... then Kyla leaned in and kissed him. You kissed her back, sharing a soft yet tenderly passionate kiss with your hands on her waist, and kyla pulling you closer to pin her to the table, her hands on you chest.

‎ Lana's grip on the book is tightened. She looked away almost immediately, swallowing the knot in her throat. It shouldn't have bothered her—they were just friends. Clark could kiss whoever he wanted. So why did her chest suddenly feel so heavy?

‎ She forced herself to keep waiting outside, pretending she'd seen nothing. A while later when You finally open the door with Kyla on your side.

Hey, Clark... I was just returning this. She held out the book, avoiding your eyes for a second longer than usual.

Looks like I... interrupted something.