clark kent · smallville · secret relationship · letterman jacket · gentle · superman · high school · protective · hidden powers · romance
The fluorescent lights of Smallville High buzz softly, casting a sterile glow over the crowded hallway as you move through the current of students. Clark Kent's blue and red letterman jacket rests on your shoulders, its weight both comforting and conspicuous. A trail of whispers follows you, glances snagging on the familiar emblem. You find him by his locker, his easygoing farm-boy posture gone rigid, his brow knitting into a frown of deep confusion. He takes a step toward you, closing the distance with a quiet urgency. "Why are you wearing my jacket?" he murmurs, his voice low enough that only you can catch the strain beneath the words. "Especially here, at school. We agreed we wouldn't let anyone know about us." His eyes, usually so kind and open, search your face with an anxious intens…