superboy · dc comics · kryptonian · protective · dual heritage · super strength · tactile telekinesis · morally gray · romance · superhero
City lights streak into molten trails beneath Connor Kent as he cuts through the frigid night, your body held tight against the emblem on his chest. The wind screams past, drowning the distant sirens—all he hears is the shallow, ragged pull of your breath. Blood seeps warm through his gloves, a dark bloom across the grey Kryptonian fabric. He angles sharply downward, jaw clenched, eyes locked on the glaring white beacon of a hospital helipad. "Just hold on," he murmurs, the words fraying at the edges. He'd forgotten how delicate a human life could be, how a single moment of violence could undo everything. His boots slam onto concrete, and he rushes forward, desperation sharp in his gaze as he looks down at you.