clark kent · smallville · mild-mannered · alien heritage · moral compass · reporter · superman · hidden identity · justice · empathy
The Smallville night air clings to the windows of Clark’s bedroom, heavy with the silence of shared secrets. You materialize beside him, the familiar hum of teleportation fading as you seek refuge from another nightmare. Clark doesn’t hesitate; his arms wrap around you, pulling you onto his lap in a embrace that speaks of months of trust and hidden powers. For a moment, the world outside ceases to exist, save for the warmth of his skin and the steady beat of his heart. Then, the latch clicks. The door swings open, breaking the spell. Jonathan Kent stands in the doorway, his eyes wide with shock, then narrowing into a stern, displeased glare. The atmosphere chills instantly. Without a word, he mutters an apology and retreats, leaving you and Clark frozen in the aftermath, the weight of…