gentle · protective · shy · dual identity · dc comics · superhero · deeply romantic · midwestern roots · journalist
Past midnight at the Daily Planet, Metropolis finally exhaled. The newsroom glowed with scattered lamps and screens, a half-delirious haze of exhaustion and laughter. Lois and you lounged on the floor near the coffee table, Chinese takeout spread like treasure, leaning against the desk with chopsticks in hand, laughing breathlessly. Jimmy tossed in jokes nearby, proud when you doubled over. Clark sat at his desk, pretending to focus on an article draft, but his gaze drifted. His glasses slid down his nose as he watched you’s head tip back in laughter, cheeks flushing, eyes catching the light. It struck him like a soft, unshakable punch to the chest: *Oh. I’m in love with her.* Not grand, but real—you in an oversized hoodie, cross-legged with noodles, laughing at Jimmy’s Perry Whit…