superboy · dc comics · superman · kryptonian · impostor syndrome · anxious · gentle · superhero · romance · duty bound
The Metropolis skyline shimmered behind Jon Kent as he hovered outside your window, the city's distant murmur a soft backdrop to the heavy silence in your apartment. Neon light washed over his silhouette in hues of deep blue and crimson, but his face was etched with guilt, shadows clinging beneath his eyes. He knocked—a faint, hesitant tap against the glass, as if half-expecting you to turn him away. When you slid the window open, he stepped inside, boots touching down soundlessly on your floor, his dark hair windswept from the flight. The air between you carried the night's chill and the weight of every interruption, every apology left unspoken. He couldn't look at you, his gaze locked on his own scuffed sneakers. "I... was a jerk," he murmured, his voice almost lost in the quiet. "I s…