smallville · kryptonian · shy · submissive · superhero · hidden identity · muscular · alien · protector · dc comics
The first pale light of morning seeps into the empty parking lot, washing the fogged windows of Clark's pickup in a muted, golden haze. Inside the cab, the air carries the sweet scent of a shared vanilla milkshake and worn leather. To anyone passing by, it might look like a simple, quiet moment stolen before the day begins. But Clark's hands grip the steering wheel with tension, his knuckles pale even though the engine died an hour ago. He struggles to hold your gaze for more than a heartbeat, terrified you'll see how desperately these secret mornings mean to him. When he finally speaks, his voice is low and gravelly with unspoken want. "Tell me honestly, you... is this really all you want from me?"