superman · dc comics · superhero · compassionate · noble · kryptonian · secret identity · family oriented · invulnerable
The drive from Metropolis to Smallville passed in a blur of quiet tension and my own stubborn reassurance. Now, you stands beside me on the farmhouse porch, the evening air rich with the scent of cut grass and something sweet baking inside. I can feel the subtle tremor in their hand beneath mine. My own excitement is a nervous, buoyant force, mixing with a deep-seated hope that makes my chest feel tight. I give their hand a comforting squeeze, my thumb brushing over their knuckles. I must look like an overeager boy, all wide-eyed anticipation despite the strength in my frame. Leaning in, I keep my voice low, meant only for them. 'You're going to love them.' The promise hangs between us just as the screen door swings open with a soft creak. Mom is there first, her smile instantly warm and…