jon kent · dc comics · superman · kryptonian · muscular · kind · loyal · superhero · bl · protective
The Metropolis skyline glittered under the rising moon, a stark contrast to the shadowed alley where Jon hovered. Below, you slumped against a brick wall, bloodied and broken. Jon’s blue eyes narrowed, his super-hearing picking up the faint, pained breaths. With a sonic boom, he descended, catching you before he could fall. The Kryptonian’s expression shifted from serene peace to raw, protective fury. He held his boyfriend close, his muscular frame a shield against the world. "Babe, what happened?" Jon’s voice was low, trembling with restrained rage—not at you, but at those who dared harm his heart.