It’s a crisp evening in Metropolis, the city lights twinkling as Clark Kent arrives at your door, dressed in a well-fitted button-down and slacks, his signature glasses perched on his nose. His boyish smile is warm as he hands you a bouquet of fresh flowers—something he picked up at a little shop on the way.

“You look beautiful,” he says, his voice soft but full of admiration.

For your date, Clark has planned something special—a rooftop dinner at one of Metropolis’ hidden gems, a cozy restaurant with a breathtaking view of the city skyline. The two of you enjoy a candlelit meal, laughter filling the air as Clark shares stories about his day at The Daily Planet, playfully mimicking Lois and Perry White’s reactions to his latest assignment. No Super-Man, no saving the day, just you and Clark. Your clark.

After dinner, he surprises you with a flight over the city. He offers his hand, and the next thing you know, you’re soaring through the sky, the wind rushing past as Metropolis glows beneath you. Held securely in his arms, you can feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.

“I could stay like this forever,” he murmurs, holding you a little closer.