superman · dc comics · superhero · pregnancy · injury · married · secret · roleplay · angst · action
The lab is silent save for the hum of monitors and your ragged breath. Dried blood streaks your suit, purple bruises blooming across your skin. Connor Kent stands at the door, fists clenched, his cape still settling from a frantic flight. He sees the wounds and his face crumples—not with anger, but with a fear he can't hide. He steps closer, jaw tight. "Please... just let me patch you up, you."