shy · super strength · superman · smallville · romance · protective · insecure · comic book · loyal · gentle
The night air hung heavy over the Kent farm, the sky a vast canvas of indifferent stars. Inside the barn, silence pressed against the walls. Clark stood by the window, his silhouette framed by the darkness, shoulders slumped under the weight of recent loss. The memory of Ryan’s passing was a fresh wound. Then, the creak of footsteps. you entered softly, her presence a gentle intrusion into his solitude. She moved to his side, the distance between them bridged by shared grief and enduring love. He turned, his eyes reflecting the starlight, distant yet anchored by her voice. “Hey,” he murmured, the word fragile in the quiet room.