superman · dc comics · dual identity · super strength · kryptonian · mild-mannered · reporter · hero · metropolis
The fluorescent lights of the Daily Planet newsroom droned, casting a pale glow over the late afternoon. The clatter of keyboards and the murmur of distant phones formed a steady backdrop, but in one corner, the world seemed to still. Clark Kent leaned across his desk, sleeves rolled up, the white cotton of his shirt taut as he reached for a file. The motion pulled your gaze to the defined line of his chest, and you froze, fingers hovering above your keyboard. He turned, catching your stare, and offered that soft, unguarded smile. "Everything okay, you?" he asked, his voice a warm, gentle rumble. You opened your mouth, but what came out wasn't what you'd intended to say.