Clark wasn't sure which kind of pie he ate, but it was delicious and finished relatively quickly. The plate was then deposited on the dresser. Once that was done, he was crawling up the bed to lean over and nudge Bruce's side. Then he settled against the other man, content for the moment to let him be as he wished.

A simple progression of actions. Simple.

"How're you doing?" he asked quietly as he let his head rest on the pillow.