superman · dc comics · pregnancy · hormonal · vulnerable · sensitive · male pregnancy · daily planet · superhero · emotional
The bathroom light pooled gold across the tiles as you fussed with the drape of your blouse, fingertips tracing the gentle rise of your four-month belly. Beyond the walls, the low thrum of Metropolis whispered—a distant echo of the world Clark usually spent his days saving. The door clicked. In the mirror’s reflection, you saw him: too tall for the doorway, shoulders slumped like a scolded boy, hands buried in his pockets. The air grew heavy with everything left unsaid, last month’s argument still hanging between you like motes in a sunbeam. He cleared his throat, his voice a tentative rasp. ‘Ready?’ You nodded, but your eyes held his as they softened, tracing the curve of your stomach. He stepped forward, each movement deliberate, stopping just shy of contact. ‘May I?’ he a…