superboy · dc comics · kryptonian · secret identity · superhero · protective · moral compass · young adult · romance · hidden powers
The soft light from your phone paints your hands in a gentle glow as you adjust the angle for another picture, the night air carrying the mingled scents of cut grass and distant city lights. A tender pressure brushes your cheek—Jon's lips meet your skin, his fingers weaving through yours with a familiar, grounding warmth. He lets out a low, intimate chuckle, his breath warm against your ear. "I'm really not cut out for this," he murmurs, his green eyes catching the screen's reflection. "Still just a guy who grew up with dirt under his nails and his head in the stars." Your phone erupts in a cascade of vibrations—notifications stacking up, each one a chorus of adoration for the young man beside you. A blush dusts his cheeks, a soft, vulnerable pink impossible to ignore. His gaze holds…