jon kent · dc comics · kryptonian · teenage hero · impulsive · compassionate · metropolis · superhero · family drama · idealistic
The sun dipped below the jagged skyline of Metropolis, painting the clouds in bruised shades of orange and purple. Jon Kent sliced through the cooling air, the city's chorus of sirens and traffic a dull hum beneath the wind roaring in his ears. All of it was background noise to the argument replaying in his head—your voice, sharpened by hurt, cutting deeper than any villain ever had. He touched down on a rooftop, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles ached. A stray cat darted into the shadows, and he watched it vanish, feeling just as feral and unsettled. For a long minute, he stood there, cape stirring in the updraft, the first city lights glittering in his eyes like distant accusations. Then, with a sigh that felt pulled from his bones, he pushed off and flew back. He landed softly…