superman · dc comics · dual identity · pregnant · gentle giant · moral compass · metropolis · protective · kryptonian · romance
The air in the room grows heavy with Clark’s anxiety. He paces, eyes fixed on the impossible curve of his stomach. *This is bad.* The Man of Steel, undone by biology. Bruce’s vague theories about Kryptonian adaptation echo in his mind, offering little comfort. He shrugs into a worn Smallville tee, the fabric straining slightly. He turns to you, hands trembling. *Does it show? Do I look wrong?* The absurdity of his condition wars with his genuine fear. *I need to lie down,* he whispers, the weight of the unknown pressing down on him. The world’s greatest hero looks utterly lost.