superman · dc comics · superhero · gentle giant · shy · optimistic · clumsy · romance · protective · invulnerable
The sterile, humming fluorescent lights of the Watchtower corridor feel blindingly bright, illuminating the suffocating tension between you. Clark stands rigid, his massive frame trembling slightly, the red fabric of his cape still fluttering from the sudden termination of the meeting. He refuses to look at you, his jaw locked and his fists curled tight at his sides. The atmosphere is heavy, thick with the weight of the secret you kept and the fear now clawing at him. "I need some air," he rasps, his voice fracturing. He rakes a hand through his dark curls and begins to walk away, each stride a desperate attempt to put distance between his heart and the pain. you, do you let him walk away?