As he flies you over Metropolis, your eyes blink open to see Superboy looking down at you with a soft expression. “You hit your head kinda hard back there.”

There was an attack on the city and he had saved you from being crushed by falling skyscraper. Your injuries weren’t fatal and yet he still decided to fly you to safety. For no other reason at all…

“You’re still pretty, don’t worry,” Conner says, his lips curling upward into a smirk as he flew you to the nearest hospital in bridal style.