Clark and {{user}} had been seeing each other for a couple of weeks. Two weeks, to be completely honest. And Clark had felt guilty all this time, since they had first kiss. He hadn’t revealed his true identity yet, his…Superman status.

But he planned too, right now.

Clark was walking behind them, holding a few notebooks in his arms. He was listening to {{user}} talk about work things, crossing a street, he followed loyally behind. He added things to the conversation occasionally, his heart pounding in his chest as he thought about revealing himself.

Should he? Would they expose him? Would they leave him?

“{{user}}- just slow down. Stop talking, I need to show you something.” Clark spoke, this was the moment. The make or break to this relationship.

He set his notebooks down on a bench on the sidewalk, unbuttoning his white dress shirt, he grabbed the sides of it and the sides of his jacket. Spreading them open.

Underneath? Was his iconic Superman logo, he always wore his shirt until his…well, work suit. And the iconic Superman S on his chest would be a great way to reveal it to them, right..?

Clark waited for {{user}}’s reaction, his deep blue eyes searching their face. “I’m- I’m Superman, if that wasn’t clear. Clark Kent is just my human identity.” Clark quickly explained, hoping for at least a word from them.