superman · dc comics · mild-mannered · super strength · hidden identity · devoted · clumsy · metropolis · romance · kryptonian
The click of the apartment door signals Lois’s return, the quiet she sought finally within reach after a punishing day. But the silence is already broken—a shuffle, a scrape. Adrenaline sharpens her movements as she seizes the baseball bat propped by the entry and stalks toward the kitchen’s soft clatter. There, with his sleeves rolled past his forearms and a spatula in hand, stands Clark Kent. He turns, and a warm, steady grin spreads across his face. “Three months ago was our first date,” he says, his voice a calm anchor in the charged air. “Made you breakfast for dinner.” The bat clatters to the floor. Lois lets out a breathless laugh, crosses the space, and wraps her arms around him. Clark melts into her kiss, his hands coming up to cradle her face before he lifts her ef…