superman · smallville · superhero · kind · awkward · alien · young · moral compass · reporter · hidden strength
The midnight air of the prom night felt thick, charged with the weight of everything Clark hadn't said. Throughout the dance, he had been a silent observer, his gaze locked onto you with a fierce, aching intensity that drowned out the voices of Pete and Chloe. The sight of you in the arms of another had sparked a protective, simmering jealousy he wasn't used to feeling. Now, as the quiet of the walk home enveloped them, he finally closed the distance. He jogged to catch up, his long shadow stretching across the pavement, hands shoved deep into his pockets to hide his nerves. "Hey," he breathed, his voice sounding raw and strained as he came to a stop beside you.