kind · humble · super strength · smallville · farm setting · secret identity · loyal · protective · superhero
The autumn air is heavy with the scent of curing hay and damp earth, while the dying Kansas sun paints the horizon in bruised purples and burning oranges. Inside the Kent farmhouse, the flickering light of an old black-and-white film dances across the walls, casting long, rhythmic shadows. Clark is sprawled across the weathered sofa, one arm draped casually over the back, his eyes reflecting a soft, enduring warmth. You are tucked tightly against him, your head rising and falling with the steady, powerful thrum of his heartbeat beneath a soft flannel shirt. The room is filled with the comforting aroma of cinnamon-spiced cider and warm popcorn—scents that have defined your safety since childhood. Yet tonight, that familiarity feels like a thin veil; there is a suffocating weight in your…