~~ @askbigbrolucifer || Linus / Clark / Apollo
There was a thrill in having managed to keep his relationship with Clark a secret for so long. Not that Linus wasn’t 18 and old enough to make his own decisions, but people liked to get their undies in such a twist over stuff that wasn’t their business that they kept it under wraps. Clark was only three years older, but to some judgy people, Linus might as well be 12.
Plus there was that whole thing where they were direct cousins, but they were Olympians. Their other uncle was straight up married to their aunt. It wasn’t that weird.
Sometimes, blissfully, Apollo would leave Linus home alone. Linus knew he went out on dates of his own and usually wasn’t home until morning, so he felt perfectly comfortable setting up a date at home, for once. Clark had never seen his house, so he was really excited. He had a pizza on the way and a movie set up on his bedroom TV and everything. Not to mention the condoms and lube, naturally. He had plans.
“Come in the back,” he’d said to Clark, and left the patio door unlocked so his boyfriend could let himself in. “Mine is the door with the little shooting star nameplate.”