Bruce understood what Clark was doing, and why. It... broke his heart. He could read the need in what Clark was doing as clearly as he understood what Clark was trying to give him.
He wanted to be able to help Clark. He wanted to give Clark what Clark needed. He absolutely did not want to accept what Clark was trying to offer him. He wasn't even sure he was capable of it in the moment.
His hand moved from Clark's shoulder to his overly long hair and under it to rub the back of his neck gently, while the other hand moved down and traced a scar with his thumb. Just lightly. Tilted his head so Clark could hold and nuzzle at him more easily.
"There's nothing wrong with my grasp of the language." He smiled a bit, though it wasn't something he felt. "I want to get you into the sun when we're finished here."
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He wanted to be able to help Clark. He wanted to give Clark what Clark needed. He absolutely did not want to accept what Clark was trying to offer him. He wasn't even sure he was capable of it in the moment.
His hand moved from Clark's shoulder to his overly long hair and under it to rub the back of his neck gently, while the other hand moved down and traced a scar with his thumb. Just lightly. Tilted his head so Clark could hold and nuzzle at him more easily.
"There's nothing wrong with my grasp of the language." He smiled a bit, though it wasn't something he felt. "I want to get you into the sun when we're finished here."