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Title: The Next Wave
Author: Meyari - email
Rating: PG-13 at most
Challenge: CLFF Wave 44 – Family, for the prompt 'Rebellious Teens who remind their parents of each other'
Notes: I've played fast and loose with the relative ages of various heroes to make this work. Also, Kon in this isn't the same Kon as on the show. He was born naturally and has a twin brother who's the focus of this story. Clark and Lex have five kids in this verse, three boys and two girls. XD Many thanks to Kyrdwrn for her beta work!
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Summary: Sequel to Aftermath of a Revelation: Clark and Lex weren't expecting to see their own lives replayed in their children's lives.
"He's not my boyfriend!" Tom bellowed at Lucy and Clara.
"Oh come on," Clara said. "You spend all your time together. Granted, Uncle Ollie's an ass about it but Connor's sweet. What's the big deal?"
Tom looked like he was on the verge of punching Clara, which wouldn't do a bit of good given that she was nineteen and had her full powers while Tom was only sixteen and still developing his strength, speed and invulnerability. Lucy was leaning over the back of the couch as she giggled at Tom's outrage. Clark sighed and caught Tom's shoulder before he could do anything that he'd regret later.
"Stop teasing, girls," Clark said. "Come with me, Tom."
"But Dad," Tom protested.
He gestured at Clara as if she was being utterly unreasonable about the whole thing. Clark had already gone through JJ's sudden maturation and near pregnancy with his boyfriend a couple of years ago. Clara had suddenly taken things to the next step with her boyfriend shortly after she turned sixteen. Add that to Kon's first round of 'going into heat' last week with his best friend Tim Drake, and Clark was reasonably certain that Tom was on the edge right now. Still, Tom grumbled as Clark took him into the office he used for writing and shut the door.
"He's not my boyfriend," Tom complained. "Connor's just my friend, Dad. He was a monk, for heaven's sake. He's not… like that. He's just my friend."
"No, but you're probably on the verge of your first time," Clark said. "You and Conner are twins, Tom. It's very likely that you're on the edge. I know that Oliver's being difficult lately about you two hanging out but I think I should call him to warn him."
Tom went so pale that Clark braced himself to catch Tom before he could speed out of the house and go hide. A second later, Tom's face went flamingly red as he bolted to his feet. The sheer rage on his face made Clark sigh. It really was terribly close for Tom, though he didn't seem to realize it at all.
"Why does everyone assume he's gay?" Tom yelled. He didn't seem to be aware that he was yelling. "It's not funny!"
"I'm not," Clark replied in his most calm, reasonable tone of voice while inwardly being grateful that Lex had been the one to deal with Conner and Tim. Bruce's response to them having sex while on patrol had been horrific enough that Clark was grateful that he'd been on a mission off planet. "Tom, who do you spend the most time around?"
"Uh, Connor," Tom said in a much quieter if extremely nervous tone of voice.
"Who makes you instantly happy when you see them? Not family members," Clark asked. "Family members don't count."
"…Connor," Tom said as he curled in on himself and collapsed into his chair again.
"Mmm-hmm, and who has your back no matter what's going on?" Clark continued.
"Oh God, I really am keying in on him, aren't I?" Tom groaned. "What am I going to do?"
He dropped his head into his hands in the purely dramatic but completely heartfelt way that teenagers everywhere had. Clark fought off a laugh. Tom always had taken after Lex in personality. As much as Clark loved Lex, he could be shockingly dense about his own motivations and hopelessly hard on himself once he figured out why he did the things he did. Clark patted Tom's shoulder, smiling comfortingly when he lifted his face to stare at Clark.
"Very likely yes," Clark said. "It's really not a big deal, Tom. Kon and Tim made it through just fine and they had to deal with Batman. So did Clara, though she didn't have to deal with Batman of course. I would like to avoid the pregnancy scare JJ had, which is why I want to call and make sure your Connor has condoms and such."
Tom whined as if Clark had just stabbed him with Kryptonite. His hands were shaking. Sweat had broken out on his forehead. Clark sighed, wondering how long Tom had been fighting it. From the look of him and the way he shook, he should have gone into heat a couple of days ago.
"If you don't want me calling then you'll have to promise to carry condoms with you everywhere," Clark said, enunciating his words as carefully as possible because he was certain Tom was barely hearing him.
"He's not gay," Tom protested. "Dad, it doesn't matter. Connor's not gay."
"I thought your Papa wasn't gay either," Clark said with a little snort of amusement. "It hardly matters on the first time. The pheromones are enough to overwhelm almost anyone. Besides, there are plenty of things that can be done to make it through without crossing any boundaries that Connor isn't willing to cross."
Rather than continue to argue with Tom when he pretty clearly wasn't thinking clearly at all, Clark rummaged through his desk for the remnants of the box he'd given to Kon and Tim. When he turned back around Tom was gone and the door was swinging open. Clark sighed as Lex poked his head into the office with a puzzled expression on his face. He raised one pale eyebrow when Clark gestured for him to wait a minute while calling Ollie.
"Yeah?" Oliver asked as if he was distracted by something.
"Oliver, Tom will be there very shortly," Clark said. He could hear Tom flying around the planet as if it would cool him off enough not to jump Connor. "Make sure that they have condoms, will you?"
"What?" Oliver squawked. "Oh no. No! You can't be serious!"
"I'm afraid so," Clark sighed.
"Damn it, that's why I've been trying to keep them apart!" Oliver snarled. He was obviously angry but Clark heard more fear than anger in his automatic response to the news. "You knew this was coming. Why didn't you pull Tom away?"
"Mostly because he's sixteen and has flight and I can't control my son entirely, Ollie," Clark sighed. Lex's eyes were dancing with amusement now so he'd obviously figured out what was going on. "Just shove some condoms in Connor's hands, will you? I'd really rather not have to deal with another teenage pregnancy. Mine was bad enough."
Oliver's horrified whimper was almost entirely drowned out by someone in the background, certainly Connor, squawking as they were tackled by a Tom-sized speeding missile. Clark had to hold the phone away from his ear as Oliver started swearing about over-sexed Kryptonians and their broods of horny children molesting his son. Someone else, probably Dinah from the sound of the belly laughs, moved to give them condoms so that pregnancy could be avoided. From what Clark could hear of Tom's worried babbling and Connor's soothing replies, things would likely be just fine, even if Ollie seemed to want to keep Connor as his one virginal and pure child for the rest of his life. Rather than listen to the ranting, Clark hung up. Lex chuckled as he perched on the edge of Clark's desk.
"I take it the inevitable has happened with Tom and Connor?" Lex asked, grinning.
"Looks like it," Clark sighed. "I think he fought it for the last couple of days."
"Hmm, I'll warn the school that he'll be out for a day or two then," Lex said with a wry chuckle that made Clark blush.
"I doubt it will be that bad," Clark said. "I fought it for days before giving in and I was fine."
"You were still out for a couple of days from sheer embarrassment, Clark," Lex laughed.
Clark snorted and pulled Lex into his lap. Decades later, he still remembered the embarrassment that came from that first time with Lex. The horror of getting pregnant and then losing their daughter a few months later made him sigh and hug Lex tightly. Lex hugged him back, nuzzling Clark's hair while rubbing his back.
"We've made sure that they understand, Clark," Lex whispered. "Tom will be fine. If he does get pregnant then we'll deal with it. There won't be any more Margarets."
"I hope not," Clark sighed. "I'd hate for them to go through that."
"He so takes after you," Lex said after a minute (or three) spent cuddling and kissing each other despite the open door to the office. "So serious about taking care of his friends and determined to do what's right by them."
"Oh no, he takes after you," Clark laughed. "He had no idea that he was on the edge until I said something. Reminds me of a certain person who didn't realize that we were dating until Lois pitched a fit about it."
"Nope, you," Lex laughed too.
They shared a loving look. All these years later, with kids who were either grown or teenagers, Clark still thought that Lex was his best friend. Of course, it was more than that. Lex was his friend, his lover, his husband, father of Clark's children, and the best person Clark had ever known. If Tom and the other kids ended up with someone who matched them that well, Clark would be delighted to have their children follow in their footsteps.
Lex leaned close for another kiss but something crashed in the living room as Lucy yelled something incoherent and probably profane at Clara. They broke apart and stood up so that they could go deal with it.
"Four down," Clark sighed to Lex as they went to stop the fight.
"One to go," Lex agreed. "Think the house will ever quiet down?"
"Probably not," Clark chuckled. "Grandkids should be coming along sometime soon, you know. JJ's pretty serious about his girlfriend."
"I am definitely not old enough to be a grandfather," Lex complained.
Something else broke in a crash, prompting Lex and Clark to run. The past and the future would have to wait on the present. They had kids to deal with right now.
The End
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