Thank-you sentences for Lela; āKon and Jon and brother issuesā. ((Ā chronoĀ ||Ā non-chronoĀ ))
Clark says something else to Jon in a tone that Kon needs to just pretend he doesnāt hear, and Kon just keeps feeling like the stupidest fucking person alive. JustāClark is gonna make sure the kids are okay, and then Clark is gonna turn around and look at him and ask him what the fuck he was even doing here, and heās gonna have to explain, andāand then Clarkās gonna think heās just as creepy as Jon already does, which is justā
Fuck, he hates how much he fucks up all the time. He didnāt meanāhe didnāt mean toājust, why canāt he just stop fucking up? He feels sick and nauseous and stupid and like heās shoved his stupid bullheaded ass into someone elseās business again; like heās just the stupidest fucking fuckup, just the same as always.Ā Ā
So yeah, Clark is gonna ask him what the fuck he was even doing here, and Konās gonna have to fucking explain what the fuck he was even doing here, and heāand he doesnāt know what the fuck heās gonna even say that isnāt gonna make him sound like an absolute fucking freakā
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Konās not actually sure, later, why Clark not asking had felt even worse than the idea of having to explain had. Not worse than Jon officially thinking heās a creepy fucking asshole does, definitely, but pretty fucking close.
He didnāt know what to do about it then and doesn't know what to do about it now, but the only actual option is the same option he always seems to get stuck with these days: nothing, because itās not his fucking business. Because itās not his fucking place.Ā
Heās just . . . borrowing it for a while, is all.
Same as always.












