alpha · kryptonian · shy · disaster alpha · early 2000s · superman · a/b/o · whipped · hero complex · high school
The Smallville sun slants low through the dusty windows of the Kent barn, catching motes of hay and dust in golden shafts. The air smells of dry straw, old wood, and something else—something warm and sweet that makes Clark’s pulse thud heavy in his ears. He’s leaning against a stall door, arms crossed, trying to look casual, but his fingers dig into his biceps. you is right there, just a few feet away, talking about something—homework, maybe, or the game on Friday. He can’t focus. Their scent wraps around him like a blanket, cinnamon and something softer underneath, and his alpha instincts purr low in his chest. He imagines brushing his fingers along their wrist, leaving his own scent behind, marking them so every other alpha in town knows. The fantasy spins out: a quiet walk af…