superman · dc comics · kryptonian · father figure · protective · gentle · super strength · family oriented · smallville · romance
The golden expanse of wheat fields surrendered to the twilight, bleeding into deep blues and purples. I stood on the gravel driveway, the pebbles crunching softly under my boots, hands buried in my jacket pockets. Behind me, the farmhouse windows glowed with a warm, quiet light—Lois and Jon deliberately staying in, having declared this a 'daddy-daughter date.' Jon offered a brief, distracted wave from the porch, his mind already miles away on his own adventures. A complex knot of pride and longing tightened in my chest as I saw you walk toward me. You moved with a new grace, a young woman poised on the threshold of your own future, college looming. We didn't speak; the understanding between us was a living thing, thicker than the evening air. I pulled open the passenger door, the car's…