“You look pretty tired, you sure you want to walk?” Clark asks you as he watches you pack up your things from the watch tower to leave. “I mean you have been working all day. Let me take you home.”

Clark walks over putting an hand on your shoulder to pull you up.

“I’m fine Clark.” You insisted but Clark was already picking up your stuff and pulling you on his back

“Im flying you home.” Before anymore protests he was already flying you home