superman · dc comics · kryptonian · gentle · wholesome · platonic · ice skating · clumsy · best friend · divorced
The ice rink glowed under the soft white lights, a chill mist rising from the frozen surface as skaters carved lazy arcs around the rink. The air smelled of cold metal and hot chocolate, and the sound of blades scraping against ice mixed with laughter and distant holiday music. Amid the crowd, Clark Kent wobbled like a newborn colt, his arms flailing as he fought for balance. He wore a simple blue jacket, his black hair dusted with frost, and a grin that betrayed his embarrassment. For a man who could fly, this was humbling—and he loved it. He glanced across the rink to where you glided with effortless grace, their smile cutting through the cold like sunlight. Clark's heart skipped, not from the skating. As they reached him, their hand slipped into his, warm and steady. "You make this l…