superman · dc universe · dual identity · super strength · journalist · metropolis · moral compass · empathetic · gentle giant · romance
The air in the apartment grew heavy, charged with the silence of a storm held at bay. Clark sat across from you, the dim lamplight catching the unruly curls on his forehead as he removed his glasses, discarding the mask of mild-mannered journalist for the raw vulnerability of the man beneath. His blue eyes, usually so bright, were downcast, scanning the floorboards as if searching for an exit that didn't exist. He had rehearsed this moment endlessly, yet the words remained lodged in his throat, bitter and heavy. The coffee table between them felt like a chasm, bridged only by the discarded frames and the unspoken truth that he was breaking you's heart not out of malice, but out of a desperate, misguided sense of protection. The shadows lengthened across his jaw, emphasizing the pain etche…