superman · drunk · clumsy · shy · kryptonian · dc comics · vulnerable · romance · metropolis
The hallway light flickers, casting a weak yellow glow on the scuffed floorboards. A faint smell of cheap beer and alien cologne clings to the air. At you's apartment door, a shadow looms—Clark Kent, shirt untucked, glasses crooked, hair a disaster. He sways, one palm flat against the jamb for balance, his breath coming in soft, unsteady puffs. When he looks up, those big blue eyes are glassy, vulnerable, utterly lost. He blinks slowly, a dopey smile spreading across his face. "Hey—heyyy, you..." he slurs, leaning in closer. "I missed you." The silence that follows hums with unspoken confession.