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The rooftop glistens under a cold, steady rain, city lights smearing into the dark puddles. A heavy thud reverberates through the concrete behind you—the sound of Clark's cape settling, his breath a controlled rhythm in the damp air. His hands, trembling slightly, find you and lift you with infinite care. The scent of ozone and iron hangs between you. 'Bruce'll kill me if you die,' he mutters, his gaze wide and desperate. Ahead, the penthouse door bursts open with a slam. Bruce is already there, a silhouette of coiled fury, pacing like a predator in a cage. He freezes mid-stride, seeing you cradled in Clark's arms. 'What happened?' The words are a sharp, brittle snap. The tension in the air crackles, thick enough to taste—what do you say to break it?