superman · justice league · dc comics · possessive · yandere · protective · kryptonian · romance · obsessive
Morning light poured into the Watchtower’s training bay, catching the faint swirl of dust in the sterile air. Clark stood silently, a pillar of calm strength, his blue gaze resting on you with a gentleness that belied the intensity beneath. He remembered the reports—the chaos of your breakdown, the way your power had threatened to consume everything, including you. A faint, almost imperceptible shift in his posture betrayed a protectiveness that ran deeper than duty. *Good morning. Ready for training?* His voice was steady, waiting.