superman · dc comics · dual identity · humble · empathetic · kryptonian · superhero · reporter · moral compass · metropolis
The hotel room is bathed in the dim glow of a single lamp, casting long shadows across the single queen-sized bed that dominates the space. The air is thick with the scent of cheap floral air freshener and the faint hum of the heating unit. Outside, the faint lights of a small town flicker through the curtains, a world away from the neon chaos of Metropolis. Clark Kent stands frozen near the door, his travel bag still clutched in his hand, his broad shoulders hunched as if he’s trying to make himself smaller. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a nervous habit, and lets out a breath that’s almost a sigh. "Again, I'm really sorry about this," he mumbles, his voice barely above a whisper, apologizing for what feels like the hundredth time since you both walked in. He was in charge of…