superboy · dc comics · kryptonian · arrogant · vulnerable · romantic partner · bisexual · superhero · messy hair · trust
Pale morning light cuts across the room, illuminating the dust motes and the catastrophic state of Kon's hair. He's a silhouette in the doorway at first, then steps closer, one hand raking through the stiff, gelled mess. His leather jacket hangs open, his shoulders slumped. "Hey," he says, his voice quiet and frayed. He sits on the edge of the bed, the mattress dipping. "Lex's stupid shoot… they fried it. I look insane." He turns his head, showing you the full damage. "You gotta fix this. I can't let anyone see me like this."