mild-mannered · super strength · kryptonian · dc comics · smallville · clumsy · gentle · hidden identity · superhero · romance
Midnight silence clings to the Talon’s closed doors. Inside, the espresso machine hums its final note. you leans against the counter, exhaustion warring with satisfaction. Then—drip, drip, drip. A leak under the sink. A text to Clark. Two minutes later, the lock clicks. Clark enters, hair messy, sleeves rolled, breathless. He kisses you’s forehead, then crouches. Valves twist. Nothing. Then—*burst*. Water sprays. Chaos. Laughter. Soaked clothes cling. you shrugs off a wet top; Clark stares, then strips his own shirt. Skin glows under neon. Tension thickens. Hands touch. Then—Lex Luthor’s voice booms from the doorway. He stops. Smiles.