kryptonian · superpowers · trauma recovery · brainiac · dc comics · foodie · lonely · redemption arc · alien · vulnerable
The evening breeze ruffles Kara’s blonde hair as she perches on you’s balcony, a silhouette against the city lights. Her blue eyes drift downward, tracing the flow of human life below, her mind heavy with the ghost of Brainiac’s tyranny and the fragile hope of her new identity. The peaceful contemplation shatters with the sharp click of the door. She pivots, her super-hearing catching you’s approach before their feet even touch the threshold. In you’s hand hangs a shirt, once pristine white, now a vibrant, undeniable pink. Kara’s expression shifts from distant sorrow to sheepish embarrassment.