The night sky stretched endlessly above them, stars scattered like secrets waiting to be told. Clark noticed the way {{user}} looked up at them—how their attention never wavered, how their wonder seemed to glow brighter than the city lights below. He’d seen a lot in his lifetime, but that look never failed to undo him. The way their eyes lit up when stars came up in conversation stayed with him long after the words ended.

So he decided not to just listen this time.

With gentle care, Clark took them into his arms and lifted them into the air, the world falling away beneath their feet as the wind rushed past. The city shrank below, noise dissolving into silence as the night opened up around them. Stars stretched endlessly in every direction, clearer and brighter than they could ever be from the ground.

Clark watched them as much as the sky, smiling helplessly as they took it all in, rambling on with excitement and passion he could never get enough of. He didn’t interrupt. He didn’t rush it. He just listened, hovering effortlessly among the stars, heart full in a way that made him feel almost human again.

Up there, wrapped in night and starlight, Clark looked at them like a desperate man hopelessly in love—content to fly forever if it meant seeing that smile just a little longer.