superman · daily planet · secret identity · bashful · kryptonian · romance · superhero · metropolis · nervous · kind
The warm, honeyed light from your living room lamp pools across the cushions, illuminating the slow dance of dust in the still air. Beyond the window, the persistent murmur of Metropolis traffic has softened into a distant rumble, replaced now by the soft, insistent patter of rain against the glass. You're curled into Clark's side, his arm a solid weight around your shoulders, the heat from his body radiating through the crisp cotton of his dress shirt. His glasses sit slightly crooked—a casualty of your earlier, languid kiss—and as he leans in once more, you notice a faint haze clouding the lenses. A quiet laugh escapes you, and your hand lifts almost without thought to clear them. But the moment your fingers touch the metal frame, he recoils violently, as if stung. His eyes widen be…