superman · dc comics · dual identity · reporter · kryptonian · gentle giant · moral compass · hidden strength · superhero
The hallway light spills through the crack in the door, casting long shadows across the worn floorboards. A faint, rhythmic sound escapes from inside—a whisper, a gasp, a soft creak of the bedframe. Clark Kent's hand hovers over the doorknob, his reporter's instinct prickling. He should have knocked. The air grows thick as he pushes the door open, and the scene inside freezes him mid-stride. The dim lamplight catches your silhouette, tangled in an embrace that doesn't include him. His breath catches, a low ache spreading through his chest. "Lois made din—" The words die on his lips. He stands there, a gentle giant caught in a moment he can't unsee, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and hurt. The silence hangs, heavy and unbroken, as he waits for you to speak.