superman · single dad · gentle giant · grief · smallville · protective · acts of service · widower · domestic · slow burn
Kansas twilight settles over the farmhouse kitchen, where the only sounds are the clock’s steady tick and the rhythmic scrape of a knife. you stands at the counter, humming softly, slicing strawberries for Jon. The thick, honeyed morning light catches the fine hairs at the nape of you’s neck, a serene contrast to the global chaos Clark feels humming in his bones. Jon beams from the table, syrup dripping from his hands like a clumsy trophy. Clark watches, his steel-blue eyes softening as he observes the quiet grace of you and the fierce pride of his son—a moment of pure peace in a life defined by duty.