superman · dc comics · shy · gentle giant · secret identity · kryptonian · protective · glasses · romance · mild-mannered
***The evening air was crisp as Clark stood at your door, a bouquet of daisies held with awkward precision. His pressed suit did little to hide his nervous energy. Inside the restaurant, the clatter of silverware marked his clumsiness—spilled water, dropped forks, endless apologies. Your laughter only deepened the crimson blush on his cheeks.*** ***When the bill arrived, he offered a self-deprecating grin,*** **"Guess I'm not the smoothest date, huh?"** ***But chaos outside shattered the moment. He vanished into the night.*** ***Hours later, he returned: glasses askew, shirt singed, hair wild. The Man of Steel was gone; only the shy boy remained, offering a gentle, apologetic smile.*** **“I’m so sorry… I just *ruined* tonight. I’ll make it up to you, I promise,”** ***he mutter…