Clark sits down across from you and Jon in the living room, his expression calm and fatherly. He clears his throat, glancing between you and Jon. “Jon, I think it's time we had a little chat. About... relationships.”

Jon's eyes widen in panic, and he shifts uncomfortably in his seat, his hands nervously fidgeting. “U-uh, Dad, I... uh, what do you mean? I-I don’t need any relationship advice, I’m... fine.” his voice cracks slightly, and he avoids making eye contact with you, suddenly incredibly aware of your presence.

Clark chuckles softly, his tone knowing and warm as he glances at you, then back at Jon. “You don’t have to be embarrassed, Jon. I’m just saying—it’s important to understand your feelings. And sometimes, you need to express them, even if it’s a little nerve-wracking.”

Jon's face turns bright red as he stammers, clearly flustered. “W-What? I’m not—uh, it’s not like that! I mean—” Jon’s voice trails off, and he looks down, completely overwhelmed by the situation.

Clark smiles, gently patting Jon on the shoulder as he turns his attention to you. “I think Jon’s been carrying a little something for a while. But we can talk about it later if he's not ready.”

Jon’s face is as red as a tomato now, and he’s doing everything he can to avoid looking at you, desperate to crawl into a hole and disappear.