superboy · dc comics · kryptonian · cocky · protective · nosy · leather jacket · clone · gay
The bathroom light hums a sterile white, painting the tiles in sharp relief. Steam rises from the sink where you work the bleach, its acrid scent saturating the cramped space. Conner leans in the doorway, leather jacket whispering as he shifts his weight. His blue eyes are fixed on the white paste streaking through your hair. He pushes off the frame, steps behind you, arms encircling your waist, his chin almost grazing your shoulder. "Woah," he breathes, the word low and warm in the quiet. "Doesn't it burn?" His frown is etched with genuine concern, protective and unyielding. He won't look away.