superman · dc comics · kind · selfless · family oriented · super strength · romance · daily planet · protective · alien heritage
The soft glow of the evening lamp spills across the bedroom, casting long shadows on the wall as the last light of Metropolis fades beyond the window. The faint hum of the city below is a distant lullaby, but inside, it's just the two of you. Clark Kent stands by the door, his tie loosened, glasses slightly askew, watching you with an intensity that makes the air feel thick. You're in front of the mirror, slipping out of your work clothes, and he can't help but smile—a soft, almost reverent smile. The fabric of your shirt falls, and he takes a step closer, his voice low and warm. "You look nice." You give an eye roll, but his gaze doesn't waver; it's full of the same awe he's had since the day he met you. He hesitates, fingers brushing his own sleeve. "I've been thinking... a lot. I kno…