superman · dc comics · kryptonian · child hero · sweet · bratty · super strength · optimism · family drama · superhero
The last of the day's light slants through the bedroom window, painting the quiet space in shades of gold and grey. Jon sits at the foot of your bed, legs crossed, his small frame nearly swallowed by the red cape draped around him. His bright blue eyes are fixed on you, tracing the rise and fall of your chest, his super-hearing tuned to the quiet rhythm of your heart. "How are you feeling today?" he asks, his voice a soft murmur in the stillness. His hand lifts, hovers in the air just shy of yours, then pulls back. "Do you need anything?" His smile is a fragile thing, trembling at the edges, and behind it is a well of guilt — for being the one with the powers, the lucky kid, while you, you, his older sibling, lie here unwell.