careful now you don't belong

Reccing Notes: Another post-beast fic which I think beautifully and somewhat darkly captures Chloe and Davis's relationship on the run. What makes it more amazing is that she didn't watch Beast! O-0

by viennawaits at the vagina fest round two
(despite the title of the fest, no rating warning)

308 words, pg, beast


(If this isn't real then it is cruel. If it isn't real then she is alone and to blame for so much.)


In a motel room forty miles from Metropolis they make their first stop.

She pays for the room and keeps on smiling in case the clerk stops ignoring her, takes a moment to see who he's letting into his business; into his temporary homes.

He doesn't and her mouth aches.

•

It's you. It's you. It's you.

She has something close to faith when it comes to Davis and the promises he makes.

And even though she knows that this faith, this feeling may not be hers, Chloe gives herself over to it.

She can protect Clark and Davis. This doesn't have to be about choice.

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They order pizza, extra cheese with green peppers, and Davis eats four slices before she can even get through her first.

"You're not hungry?" He is always concerned.

(If this isn't real then it is cruel. If it isn't real then she is alone and to blame for so much.)

"Not really." She smiles and her mouth still hurts, but he doesn't see that.

•

While watching some late night talk show, Davis presses close to her and she lets out a sigh, tries to catch some trace of him in the air and finds only cool dry air. Nothing.

"We should leave early." She moves her hand over his, pressing the tips of her fingers against his knuckles until his palms are flat against the bedspread.

(He feels real.)

"Just to make sure. We'll want to get further away before we," Davis is slow to kiss her until he is not.

He pulls her close and for awhile it is the most amazing thing. (Who could know what this is? Who could she ever share this with?) Her limbs feel stunned and almost she almost takes the next step (Except who could she ever share this with? She doesn't know) only to turn away.

"Davis." His frustration is a second presence in the room.

(The threat of a threat.)

"It's okay."