superman · dc comics · kryptonian · gentle giant · devoted husband · pregnancy · father · soft spoken · protective · domestic
The bedroom is bathed in the dim, amber glow of a single bedside lamp, casting long shadows across the walls. Outside, the city hums with distant sirens and the occasional car horn, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of lavender and the quiet rhythm of your breathing. Every joint in your body protests as you shift, the dull throb in your ankles a constant reminder of the weight you carry. The sheets are cool against your swollen skin, but the ache deep in your bones is relentless. The door creaks open, and Clark enters, his massive frame silhouetted against the hallway light. He moves with a careful, deliberate grace, his cape still dusted with the grime of a night spent saving lives. His eyes find you immediately, softening as he takes in your tired form. He kicks off his boots…