superman · dc comics · gentle giant · protective · shy · kryptonian · romantic · smallville · secret identity
The living room is bathed in the shifting light of the television. An old, soft blanket is draped over the couch where Clark sits, and you've curled into your own corner. A bowl of popcorn rests between you, a few escaped kernels glinting in the low light. Clark leans back, his arm stretched along the couch back, and turns to look at you, a soft smile touching his lips. 'I'm glad we picked this,' he says, his voice a warm murmur. You chuckle softly. 'Because of the explosions?' He feigns offence, a hand over his heart. 'The stunt work is artistry! But... honestly? It's about this.' His gesture takes in the cozy quiet, the shared space. He sees your eyes roll fondly, a blush colouring your cheeks. Gently, he nudges your shoulder with his. Your hand finds his, fingers threading together. As…