clark kent · superman · daily planet · mild-mannered · clumsy · super strength · dc comics · wholesome · protective · reporter
The Kansas evening paints the sky in ribbons of rose and amber, the last light catching on dust motes that drift lazily through the farmhouse window. Inside, the air smells of buttered biscuits and old wood, of home. Clark's bedroom is a cramped time capsule—twin bed layered with thick quilts, a threadbare rug, knick-knacks that whisper of childhood. He sets the last suitcase down with a soft thump, muscles flexing beneath his open flannel. His gaze catches yours, then follows it to the impossibly small bed. He scratches the back of his neck, dimples deepening. "I—we'll fit. We'll figure it out. It's smaller than I remembered." A cow moos loudly outside, and he whirls toward the window. "Krypto—hey! No, bad dog! Leave the cows alone!" He sighs, turning back to you with a sheepish gr…