Fic: Floriography (1/1)
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bradygirl_12Title: Floriography (1/1)
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce, Lois Lane, Jimmy Olsen, Perry White
Genres: Fluff, Romance
Rating: Mild 'R'
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Clark has a secret admirer.
Date Of Completion: May 27, 2011
Date Of Posting: June 2, 2011
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 798
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: Happy Birthday,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
starsandsea! :) She requested: Pairing: Clark/Bruce. Prompt: Rose, except she got more than one! ;)
n. Floriography: The language of flowers.
Clark entered The Daily Planet newsroom and sauntered casually over to his desk, stopping short when he saw a single yellow rose laid out on the blotter over two buds. Curious, he picked it up and sniffed it. It was a lovely scent, full-bodied and rich.
“Hey, Smallville, got a secret admirer?”
“Good morning, Lois.”
Lois sniffed the rose. “Nice flowers. Who sent them?”
“I don’t know.” Clark looked around for a note. “I guess I’ll find out eventually.”
“Aren’t you afire with curiosity?”
“Curious, yes, afire, no.”
Lois rolled her eyes. “You’re hopeless, Smallville.”
“Probably,” Clark smiled. He set the roses in a vase that he took out of the break room and filled it with water, setting it on his desk. He liked having roses.
“Wow, C.K., someone really likes you!”
“I guess so, Jimmy.”
Throughout the day Clark was aware of the roses, his curiosity starting to get to him, but mainly the flowers were a nice accompaniment to his day.
& & & & & &
The next day, Clark walked into the newsroom and saw a spry of white roses. Surprised, he lifted them up and sniffed them, the scent of the flowers filling his senses.
“Wow, your secret admirer’s really amping it up.” Lois curiosity was positively vibrating.
“Looks like.” Clark went to get a vase. He smiled as he returned to his desk, carrying the vase.
“You drive me crazy, Smallville.” Lois shook her head as she turned back to her computer.
Smiling, Clark started talking about his latest story, getting only grunts from Lois. Chuckling, he began typing the article.
He smelled the roses as he worked, wondering what was going on. Who was sending him roses? He was not dating anyone. Was it just a joke?
He decided not to worry about it, and just enjoy the roses.
& & & & & &
On the third day, Clark could smell the roses as soon as he stepped off the elevator. A dozen red roses in a green glass vase were set on his desk.
“No card, no note, no nothing.” Lois sighed theatrically.
Clark’s curiosity was rising at the latest batch of flowers. He sniffed their scent, certain that they were heirloom roses. Modern roses simply did not smell that strongly.
“You know, yellow roses means friendship,” Lois said.
“Hmm?”
“The language of flowers. Yellow means friendship, white means purity, and red means love.”
“Since when are you a romantic?”
“I’m very romantic,” Lois sniffed.
“Maybe you’re my secret admirer,” Clark teased.
“Oh, Smallville, really. Get a grip!”
Clark smiled as he resumed working on his story.
He researched the language of flowers, intrigued to discover that a full-blown rose laid over two buds symbolized secrecy. Another meaning for white was ‘I am worthy of you’. Secrecy, friendship, purity, and worthiness: this secret admirer was complex, indeed.
& & & & & &
On the fourth day, Clark could smell the flowers before he even got off the elevator.
“Well, if it isn’t the Rose King,” said Lois as she kept her eyes on her computer screen, missing Clark’s stunned expression. “You’ve got a regular bower here, Clark.”
Two dozen vases of yellow, white, and red roses filled his desk. One of the vases held red and white roses, another yellow and red. Perry bellowed from the doorway of his office. “What is this, a nursery? Get those flowers outta here, Kent!”
“Yes, Chief.”
“And don’t call me Chief!”
Clark began putting the flowers in the conference room with Jimmy's help. The redhead expressed the opinion that their editor was "an old grump'. Clark laughed. "He's probably allergic."
"Yeah, to pretty things." Jimmy winked. “If it isn’t smoke from a Cuban cigar, he can’t smell it.”
Clark chuckled and decided to take some of the flowers home and donate the rest to Metropolis General Hospital. He looked at the website for the language of flowers and discovered that red and white roses together symbolized unity, and red and yellow roses together meant joy, happiness, and excitement.
He was starting to get as curious as Lois was about his secret admirer.
& & & & & &
After a long day of reporting and superheroing, Clark arrived home one tired man and Superman. He entered his apartment and immediately knew someone was there.
The bedroom?
Clark entered his bedroom, astonished at the yellow, white and red roses scattered on the carpet and over his bed.
What astonished him even more was a very naked Bruce Wayne lying in his bed, covered in roses.
“Bruce! You’re my secret admirer?”
Bruce smiled, his midnight-blue eyes glittering. “That’s right, Clark.”
“But…but…why?”
“Haven’t you ever heard the expression, ‘Stop and smell the roses’?” Bruce smirked.
Clark’s face broke into a big grin and he quickly divested himself of his clothes, joining Bruce in a shower of roses with a happy smile.
Author: BradyGirl_12
Pairings/Characters: Clark/Bruce, Lois Lane, Jimmy Olsen, Perry White
Genres: Fluff, Romance
Rating: Mild 'R'
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Clark has a secret admirer.
Date Of Completion: May 27, 2011
Date Of Posting: June 2, 2011
Disclaimer: I don’t own ‘em, DC does, more’s the pity.
Word Count: 798
Feedback welcome and appreciated.
Author’s Note: Happy Birthday,
starsandsea! :) She requested: Pairing: Clark/Bruce. Prompt: Rose, except she got more than one! ;)n. Floriography: The language of flowers.
Clark entered The Daily Planet newsroom and sauntered casually over to his desk, stopping short when he saw a single yellow rose laid out on the blotter over two buds. Curious, he picked it up and sniffed it. It was a lovely scent, full-bodied and rich.
“Hey, Smallville, got a secret admirer?”
“Good morning, Lois.”
Lois sniffed the rose. “Nice flowers. Who sent them?”
“I don’t know.” Clark looked around for a note. “I guess I’ll find out eventually.”
“Aren’t you afire with curiosity?”
“Curious, yes, afire, no.”
Lois rolled her eyes. “You’re hopeless, Smallville.”
“Probably,” Clark smiled. He set the roses in a vase that he took out of the break room and filled it with water, setting it on his desk. He liked having roses.
“Wow, C.K., someone really likes you!”
“I guess so, Jimmy.”
Throughout the day Clark was aware of the roses, his curiosity starting to get to him, but mainly the flowers were a nice accompaniment to his day.
The next day, Clark walked into the newsroom and saw a spry of white roses. Surprised, he lifted them up and sniffed them, the scent of the flowers filling his senses.
“Wow, your secret admirer’s really amping it up.” Lois curiosity was positively vibrating.
“Looks like.” Clark went to get a vase. He smiled as he returned to his desk, carrying the vase.
“You drive me crazy, Smallville.” Lois shook her head as she turned back to her computer.
Smiling, Clark started talking about his latest story, getting only grunts from Lois. Chuckling, he began typing the article.
He smelled the roses as he worked, wondering what was going on. Who was sending him roses? He was not dating anyone. Was it just a joke?
He decided not to worry about it, and just enjoy the roses.
On the third day, Clark could smell the roses as soon as he stepped off the elevator. A dozen red roses in a green glass vase were set on his desk.
“No card, no note, no nothing.” Lois sighed theatrically.
Clark’s curiosity was rising at the latest batch of flowers. He sniffed their scent, certain that they were heirloom roses. Modern roses simply did not smell that strongly.
“You know, yellow roses means friendship,” Lois said.
“Hmm?”
“The language of flowers. Yellow means friendship, white means purity, and red means love.”
“Since when are you a romantic?”
“I’m very romantic,” Lois sniffed.
“Maybe you’re my secret admirer,” Clark teased.
“Oh, Smallville, really. Get a grip!”
Clark smiled as he resumed working on his story.
He researched the language of flowers, intrigued to discover that a full-blown rose laid over two buds symbolized secrecy. Another meaning for white was ‘I am worthy of you’. Secrecy, friendship, purity, and worthiness: this secret admirer was complex, indeed.
On the fourth day, Clark could smell the flowers before he even got off the elevator.
“Well, if it isn’t the Rose King,” said Lois as she kept her eyes on her computer screen, missing Clark’s stunned expression. “You’ve got a regular bower here, Clark.”
Two dozen vases of yellow, white, and red roses filled his desk. One of the vases held red and white roses, another yellow and red. Perry bellowed from the doorway of his office. “What is this, a nursery? Get those flowers outta here, Kent!”
“Yes, Chief.”
“And don’t call me Chief!”
Clark began putting the flowers in the conference room with Jimmy's help. The redhead expressed the opinion that their editor was "an old grump'. Clark laughed. "He's probably allergic."
"Yeah, to pretty things." Jimmy winked. “If it isn’t smoke from a Cuban cigar, he can’t smell it.”
Clark chuckled and decided to take some of the flowers home and donate the rest to Metropolis General Hospital. He looked at the website for the language of flowers and discovered that red and white roses together symbolized unity, and red and yellow roses together meant joy, happiness, and excitement.
He was starting to get as curious as Lois was about his secret admirer.
After a long day of reporting and superheroing, Clark arrived home one tired man and Superman. He entered his apartment and immediately knew someone was there.
The bedroom?
Clark entered his bedroom, astonished at the yellow, white and red roses scattered on the carpet and over his bed.
What astonished him even more was a very naked Bruce Wayne lying in his bed, covered in roses.
“Bruce! You’re my secret admirer?”
Bruce smiled, his midnight-blue eyes glittering. “That’s right, Clark.”
“But…but…why?”
“Haven’t you ever heard the expression, ‘Stop and smell the roses’?” Bruce smirked.
Clark’s face broke into a big grin and he quickly divested himself of his clothes, joining Bruce in a shower of roses with a happy smile.
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Date: 2011-06-03 02:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-03 02:44 am (UTC)*grins*
I'm glad you enjoyed it, C.! Flowers and the boys: guaranteed schmoop! ;)
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Date: 2011-06-03 02:39 am (UTC)I really loved this it was was so sweet and loving. Now if only it had been a bit longer!
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Date: 2011-06-03 02:49 am (UTC):)
I really loved this it was was so sweet and loving. Now if only it had been a bit longer!
Thank you, m'dear! Sweet and loving is always good! :)
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Date: 2011-06-03 03:02 am (UTC)Awwww, this was adorable! I love Bruce piquing Clark's curiosity before revealing himself and the huge supply of roses at the end is so him.
Wonderful story--thank you so much for sharing!
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Date: 2011-06-03 03:09 am (UTC):)
Awwww, this was adorable! I love Bruce piquing Clark's curiosity before revealing himself and the huge supply of roses at the end is so him.
Bruce enjoys the grand gestures, not to mention being mysterious! ;)
Wonderful story--thank you so much for sharing!
You're very welcome, m'dear! I needed fluff right now, and
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Date: 2011-06-03 01:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-03 05:16 pm (UTC)Thanks, Mithen! :)
I enjoyed writing this. A little touch of mystery is always fun! :)
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Date: 2011-06-03 01:29 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-03 05:17 pm (UTC)*grins*
Watch that sweet tooth! ;)
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Date: 2011-06-03 02:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-03 05:19 pm (UTC)LOL! Please do! And I agree about the accessory. ;)
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Date: 2011-06-03 04:21 pm (UTC)Well done!
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Date: 2011-06-03 05:20 pm (UTC)Well done!
Thank you, dear! :)
<--It's the Rose King! XD
Date: 2011-06-03 05:11 pm (UTC)NGGGAAAHHHH!!! Could there possible be a sexier mental image? :D
This was adorable! I loved Lois' curiosity and her banter with Clark. This whole thing was just precious!
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Re: <--It's the Rose King! XD
Date: 2011-06-03 05:26 pm (UTC)LOL!
What astonished him even more was a very naked Bruce Wayne lying in his bed, covered in roses.
NGGGAAAHHHH!!! Could there possible be a sexier mental image? :D
Probably not! ;)
This was adorable! I loved Lois' curiosity and her banter with Clark. This whole thing was just precious!
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Thank you! I'm glad you enjoyed this. :)
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Date: 2011-06-03 05:52 pm (UTC)Eeee, thank you, Brady! This so wonderful and sweet! I love Clark's gentle befuddlement over all the flowers, lol. *pets him* And Lois' teasing! I'm sure Clark's desk smelt so lovely... And all the symbolism behind them, too... But I think that Bruce Wayne covered in roses is the best! :p
*huuuuugs* Thank you so much, Brady, this made my day! :D
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Date: 2011-06-03 06:08 pm (UTC):)
Eeee, thank you, Brady! This so wonderful and sweet! I love Clark's gentle befuddlement over all the flowers, lol. *pets him* And Lois' teasing! I'm sure Clark's desk smelt so lovely... And all the symbolism behind them, too... But I think that Bruce Wayne covered in roses is the best! :p
Snarky Lois and roses are a nice combo, but you're right, Bruce covered in roses is the best! With snark! ;)
*huuuuugs* Thank you so much, Brady, this made my day! :D
You're very welcome, Star! Happy Birthday! :)
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Date: 2011-06-03 06:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-03 06:58 pm (UTC)*laughs*
Who wouldn't be, indeed! :)
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Date: 2011-06-03 07:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-04 01:45 am (UTC)He's quite the romantic when he wants to be! :)
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Date: 2011-06-04 04:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-04 05:10 pm (UTC)Thank you, Rose! That Bruce is a sneaky one! ;)
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Date: 2011-06-05 07:21 am (UTC)I read the story on Friday, but I didn't manage to write my comments then, sorry. (Things were crazy busy here last week.)
“Aren’t you afire with curiosity?”
“Curious, yes, afire, no.”
Lois rolled her eyes. “You’re hopeless, Smallville.”
I liked this conversation. And I liked the way you wrote Lois in this story. Well done! :)
“You drive me crazy, Smallville.” Lois shook her head as she turned back to her computer.
Smiling, Clark started talking about his latest story, getting only grunts from Lois. Chuckling, he began typing the article.
*grin* Poor Lois. :D And Smiling Clark was SO cute.
“No card, no note, no nothing.” Lois sighed theatrically.
:D :D
“Maybe you’re my secret admirer,” Clark teased.
NICE! :D
Secrecy, friendship, purity, and worthiness: this secret admirer was complex, indeed.
Indeed. :)
Two dozen vases of yellow, white, and red roses filled his desk.
WOW!
“What is this, a nursery? Get those flowers outta here, Kent!”
“Yes, Chief.”
“And don’t call me Chief!”
That was so Perry White! :)
He was starting to get as curious as Lois was about his secret admirer.
Finally! I started to think he would never wonder who was the secret admirer. :)
Bruce smiled, his midnight-blue eyes glittering. “That’s right, Clark.”
Bruce smiling... AWWWWW! :) And the part of the line with his “midnight-blue eyes glittering” - that was amazing!
Clark’s face broke into a big grin and he quickly divested himself of his clothes, joining Bruce in a shower of roses with a happy smile.
AWESOME! I LOVED the ending!
I enjoyed the story! You wrote all characters excellently. And Floriography (with roses - my favorite flowers) - wonderful idea! Thank you for sharing this Brady!
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Date: 2011-06-05 03:36 pm (UTC)I read the story on Friday, but I didn't manage to write my comments then, sorry. (Things were crazy busy here last week.)
No problem! You're commenting now, so that's the important thing. :)
“Aren’t you afire with curiosity?”
“Curious, yes, afire, no.”
Lois rolled her eyes. “You’re hopeless, Smallville.”
I liked this conversation. And I liked the way you wrote Lois in this story. Well done! :)
*giggles*
I LOVE writing Lois! Her snarkiness never fails to amuse. :)
"You drive me crazy, Smallville.” Lois shook her head as she turned back to her computer.
Smiling, Clark started talking about his latest story, getting only grunts from Lois. Chuckling, he began typing the article.
*grin* Poor Lois. :D And Smiling Clark was SO cute.
Clark knows how to wind her up! ;)
“No card, no note, no nothing.” Lois sighed theatrically.
:D :D
The ol' Lane curiosity! ;)
“Maybe you’re my secret admirer,” Clark teased.
NICE! :D
:)
Secrecy, friendship, purity, and worthiness: this secret admirer was complex, indeed.
Indeed. :)
He shoulda guessed! ;)
Two dozen vases of yellow, white, and red roses filled his desk.
WOW!
Bruce DOES love the grand gesture! :)
“What is this, a nursery? Get those flowers outta here, Kent!”
“Yes, Chief.”
“And don’t call me Chief!”
That was so Perry White! :)
I love Perry. It must be a tough job to ride herd on this bunch! ;)
He was starting to get as curious as Lois was about his secret admirer.
Finally! I started to think he would never wonder who was the secret admirer. :)
He's slower but gets there eventually! :)
Bruce smiled, his midnight-blue eyes glittering. “That’s right, Clark.”
Bruce smiling... AWWWWW! :) And the part of the line with his “midnight-blue eyes glittering” - that was amazing!
I'm glad you liked that line! Definitely a fave of mine. :)
Clark’s face broke into a big grin and he quickly divested himself of his clothes, joining Bruce in a shower of roses with a happy smile.
AWESOME! I LOVED the ending!
Me, too! ;)
I enjoyed the story! You wrote all characters excellently. And Floriography (with roses - my favorite flowers) - wonderful idea! Thank you for sharing this Brady!
You're very welcome, Lis! Glad you liked it. :)
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Date: 2011-06-06 01:22 pm (UTC)And flower's languages are surely complicated but it would be fun learning them, I guess! :D
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Date: 2011-06-06 04:13 pm (UTC)Glad you liked it, Hito! :)
And flower's languages are surely complicated but it would be fun learning them, I guess! :D
The Victorians swore by the language. It's fun to look up the meanings of different flowers and colors. :)