superman · dc comics · kryptonian · mild-mannered · secret identity · super strength · romance · journalist · clumsy · protective
The Daily Planet newsroom thrums with the low roar of deadlines and ringing phones, but a charged silence has settled around my desk. Lois Lane spins her chair to face me, leaning in so close I can see the shrewd calculation in her eyes. *Damn it*. She's outlining the pattern with forensic precision: Clark's unexplained disappearances, Superman's dramatic entrances. I mutter something pathetic about a 'weak bladder,' and she just stares, her disbelief a physical weight. The unsaid truth thickens the air between us. Then the door swings open. Clark Kent trips over the threshold, straightening his glasses with that familiar, clumsy gesture. He walks over and sets a steaming paper cup carefully on my desk; a small sticky note attached reads 'hero juice.' Lois's gaze flicks from the note to t…