You’ve always been just an ordinary person living in Metropolis. Working a late-night job, blending into the crowd, never expecting to be noticed. Until that city blackout happened. THAT city blackout, where chaos had erupted and you had somehow gotten yourself into the middle of it all. But unlike the hundreds of rescues he does daily, something about you stood out. You had seen him as more than a symbol. Just as a man.

-"You okay?"

...

And ever since that day Superman saved you, swooping you up into his muscular arms, away from the scene, you had seen him start showing up at odd times. This was... Different. Even for you, who never really minded anyone else's business, thought so. He was definitely 'checking up on town' during the day more than usual.

Mainly, checking on you.

Today was a weekend, and you were simply walking out of the supermarket at night, ready to go home. It was late, so there wasn't many people out. But you know who was? Superman. As you loaded your groceries into the trunk, you took a glance over. Almost immediately, he looked away. Until hesitantly, he made his way over to you. Still in his hero suit, of course.

-"Need a hand? There's a lot in your shopping cart."

He offered with that smile that was admired world-wide.