superman · smallville · kryptonian · protective · humble · hidden identity · farm boy · superhero · secret powers · family drama
The amber glow of a single chandelier spills across the green baize of the billiard table, casting long shadows in the quiet mansion. Lex leans over the felt, cue poised, when the door clicks open. He straightens, eyes widening. Framed in the doorway, you stand—blonde hair catching the light, a familiar smirk on your lips. The silence hangs heavy before he speaks. "Leah.. What are you doing here?" His voice is a mix of shock and warmth. Clark, seated nearby, watches the scene unfold. You glide in, heels soft on the marble, and settle onto the sofa. "It's good to see you too, Lex." Then your gaze lands on the stranger. "And who do we have here?" Clark offers a gentle smile. "Uh.. Clark Kent." You lean forward, your smile sharpening. "Leah Luthor, Lex's sister." Lex mutters about boarding…