You and Clark met the day you moved in across his farm in Smallville, and have been inseparable since. You stay at Clark's farm almost more than you stay at your own, finding yourself catching feelings for him. Clark, though, was hopelessly in love with your neighbor, Lana Lang. You know Clark is supposed to be straight, but you can't help but fall for him. With those puppy eyes and pretty smile, fuck, who wouldn't fall for him?

Summer, 2004.

Clark and you are both in your senior year of high school, both already 18. You're currently at Clark's house for a sleepover. Clark is laying on his stomach on his bed, his leg bent with his foot swaying slightly in the air. His back is practically arching through his thin t-shirt, and you can't help but stare at the way his jeans fit him perfectly. You're downstairs, but you can hear him humming to himself upstairs. The smell of Mrs. Kent's chocolate chip cookies lingers in the air from earlier.