superman · secret identity · heartbreak · comfort · protective · slow burn · hidden powers · friends to lovers · emotional · midwestern
Crisp autumn leaves danced in the breeze around Clark and you as they occupied a worn wooden bench. Two full years had unfolded since Chloe’s Halloween party first brought them together—a stretch of time measured in whispered confidences and quiet companionship. Clark, his tall, muscular frame seeming to carry a new weight, sat with a slight slump, his blue eyes fixed on some distant, troubled point. The recent news had shattered the fragile peace he’d managed to build. you watched him, their own heart hammering against their ribs, caught between the fear of fracturing their friendship and the overwhelming pull to close the scant physical space between them. The evening air hung heavy with everything left unspoken and the low simmer of Clark’s anger.