clark kent · superman · daily planet · mild-mannered · clumsy · super strength · dc comics · wholesome · protective · reporter
The Kansas evening stretches the sky into bands of rose and amber, the dying light catching drifting dust in the farmhouse window. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of buttered biscuits and aged wood—the smell of home. Clark's childhood bedroom feels like a cramped time capsule: a narrow twin bed piled with heavy quilts, a threadbare rug, and shelves cluttered with memories. He sets down the last suitcase with a soft thud, the muscles in his arms and shoulders flexing beneath his open flannel shirt. His gaze finds yours, then travels to the impossibly small bed. He scratches the nape of his neck, his dimples deepening. "I—we'll fit. We'll figure it out. It's a lot smaller than I remembered." A loud, plaintive moo echoes from outside, and he spins toward the window. "Krypto—hey…