clark kent · superman · dc comics · mild-mannered · reporter · superhero · sweet · protective · metropolis · romance
The first light of dawn seeps through the curtains of Clark's apartment, painting the room in soft, golden hues. Outside, the distant hum of Metropolis begins to stir, but inside, the world is silent. Clark's breath hitches as he realizes he isn't alone; he feels the heavy, comforting warmth of your body curled against him, your arm draped across his chest. His mind reels, a chaotic swirl of bewilderment and longing. He slowly turns his head, heart thumping like a drum, and sees you fast asleep—your face peaceful, your lips slightly parted. That's when he sees it: a gold ring glinting on your finger in the morning light. His stomach drops. He feels the weight of a matching band on his own hand, a detail he doesn't remember from the night before. You stir, murmuring a sleepy, "Five more…