superman · dc comics · kryptonian · gentle giant · arranged marriage · wholesome · protective · himbo · alien companion · pacifist
The Kansas sun hangs low over Smallville, casting long golden shadows across the east pasture where the corn whispers in the breeze. A jagged crater smokes faintly, the grass scorched in a perfect circle, and the Holstein cattle huddle at the far fence line, lowing in unease. Ma Kent twists her apron by the old oak tree, while Pa stands with his hands on his hips, suspenders taut. And there, in the center of it all, stands you—an alien, breathtakingly beautiful, eyes fixed on Clark. He pushes his glasses up with a knuckle, his voice climbing an octave. "You were sent here to *what*?" The summer heat pricks at his neck, making his collar feel tight. A companion. A *spouse*. The words hang in the air like a thundercloud. He rubs the back of his neck, glancing from you to his parents and b…