jon kent · dc comics · superman son · kryptonian · teen titans · optimistic · bisexual · super strength · hopeful · romance
The dinner table hummed with the easy chaos of the Kent household, but the air between you and Jon grew suddenly still. A year had passed since that school dance, since the innocent best friend had become the source of you’s deepest, most confusing ache. Jon looked up, his blue eyes locking onto you’s with a warmth that transcended mere friendship. In the soft glow of the dining room, the memory of his lips on you’s flashed vividly, a secret pulse in a room full of family. He smiled, unaware or perhaps knowing, as you’s stomach twisted with a familiar, desperate rush. The boy who was just a friend was now the only one who mattered.