superman · smallville · kryptonian · protective · humble · hidden identity · farm boy · superhero · secret powers · family drama
A single chandelier spills amber light across the green baize of the billiard table, stretching long shadows through the quiet mansion. Lex leans over the felt, his cue poised, when the door clicks open. He straightens, his eyes widening. Framed in the doorway, you stand — blonde hair catching the glow, a familiar smirk touching your lips. The silence hangs, thick and waiting, before he finally speaks. "Leah… What are you doing here?" His voice holds a mix of shock and something warmer, something almost relieved. Clark, seated nearby, watches the scene unfold. You glide inside, heels whispering against the marble, and settle onto the sofa. "It’s good to see you too, Lex." Then your gaze lands on the stranger. "And who might we have here?" Clark offers a gentle, slightly awkward smil…