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nerd!clark x reader fanfic ♡
||*. you’re the most popular girl at smallville high school . you practically have everything you’ve ever wanted and everyone at your feet - but you still want more . no , not more . something different .
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“so ! what dress are we thinking for homecoming ?” sienna beamed at me as we walked into the school gates .
everyone at smallville took homecoming very seriously . i didn’t really see the point , but i still go along with it anyway .
“it’s a sort of a cerise pink colour . it has a ruffle skirt on the bottom and the details are so gorgeous .”
“how cute ! hoping to catch anyone’s eye tonight ?”
“you know who .” i pressed , hiding my smile .
“not farm boy !” sienna scoffed . “the closest he’s been to a woman is a cow !”
“sienna ! leave him alone . he’s not the farm boy remember , he’s the pretty boy .”
we were talking about clark kent . he was just over six foot , with a strong figure that was visible under the flannels and sweaters he’d wear . he had turquoise eyes , like the greens and blues of the aurora borealis . his hair was nearly black , and was cut into a layered , slightly messy shag .
on the rare occasion i saw him smile , his dimples rippled across his face like valleys . clark sometimes wore glasses , and he looked so adorable with them . he had the highest grades in our entire school year .
me and sienna sat down in psychology first period .
“i did tell you that he saved that kids life on saturday didn’t i ?”
“yeah .” i replied . clark had saved lex luther from drowning after his porsche had fallen over the bridge and into the river . he dove in and managed to save him . when sienna told me , it fuelled my massive crush on clark even more .
“i don’t know how he did it .” i said as i watched clark sit down in front of me .
three hours before homecoming , sienna came over to do my makeup . i loved everything she did . from the glitter eyeshadow , to the rosy lip stain that matched my dress , and from the soft blush on my cheeks to the doll-like fake eyelashes sienna had taken from her mom .
“do you think clark will like it ?” i smiled , spraying my hypnotic poison perfume until its flowery scent intoxicated my bathroom .
“of course he will . but remember - we never prioritise a silly man over how we feel . we’ve been down that rabbit hole .”
clark would never be like my exes . he was too sweet and shy to do anything like that .
walking to homecoming and seeing all of the bursts of bright gold , baby blue and deep red on all of the girls made me sick . people only really went for me because i had a good figure , and the fact i was at the top of the social hierarchy at smallville . i guess i had good grades too . i wasn’t ugly , i was just plain . i didn’t have any striking features like other girls , i was just average .
“i feel sick sienna .” i sulked , playing with my jewellery to calm down .
“there’s chloe and pete . clark has to be with them at some point .”
“what if he doesn’t even come ? what if i’m putting in all this effort and he’s not even here ?”
“then do it for yourself .”
i had organised the playlist for homecoming , and everyone was thoroughly impressed . after half an hour , there was still no sign of clark . me and sienna sat on the side of the hall , watching everyone . at least ten boys had came up to us each , asking to dance when we knew all they wanted was to do “the thing” after homecoming .
ironically , as soon as true by spandau ballet came on , clark walked in . he was dressed in a navy tuxedo . i shoved sienna hard and stood up , trying to discreetly follow him . he went up to chloe and pete .
everyone gathered around the middle of the hall as principal kwan read out homecoming king and queen . everyone knew it would be jackson and hailee . or worse - jackson and me .
“our homecoming queen goes to - y/n l/n !” i put on a huge grin and walked up to the platform . a girl in my english class passed me a bejewelled golden crown . my heart hammered against my ribs , knowing i’d have to dance with whoever was king .
“and our homecoming goes to - clark kent ?!” principal kwan called . a look of confusion spread across everyone’s faces , but happiness spread across mine . i saw his eyes grow big as he looked around the room as if it was a prank .
he walked up in awkward silence , being passed his crown .
“you may now dance…” principal kwan walked off stage . as expected , fade into you by mazzy star started playing for the king and queen dance . everyone went back to their groups as i met clark on the platform .
“do you know about this ? did people do it as a joke ?”
“maybe it’s because you saved someone’s life two days ago .”
“but still . this should go to a popular guy . not me .”
i wrapped my arms around his shoulders and smiled . i could see sienna watching me . in return , clark wrapped his arms around my waist . he stood on my foot a total of seven times throughout the dance , but i thought it was adorable .
“sorry . i’ve never done this before .” he stammered .
despite him being over six foot and very muscly , he was gentle .
“i mean , i know we’ve never talked before , and now we’re dancing with each other as homecoming king and queen - but you’re a real good guy . nearly everyone in smallville has something up with them . you saved someone’s life after their car careered into a river . have you ever considered being a cop ?” i smiled .
“gosh , i dunno what i wanna be . but thank you .” clark blushed as the music changed to beyoncé . we pulled away and i looked up at him .
“i mean people should be thanking you . i’m gonna go get a drink , i’ll be back okay ?”
i ran over to sienna immediately and we brainstormed of what i was gonna say to start a conversation with him .
“i mean he’s on the football team - do i talk about football ? i know a bit .”
“just go over to him !” sienna yelled excitedly , shoving a glass of punch in my hand . i walked back over to clark , only to see he wasn’t at the bottom of the stage . i turned around and spotted pete and chloe .
“does anyone know where clark is ?”
“he was with you right ?” pete furrowed his brow .
“he was , i went to go get punch for literally a minute and he’s gone .”
“its not like him to just disappear .” chloe frowned .
sienna drove me home as i held back tears in her passenger seat .
“it’s not fair . he wouldn’t ditch me , he wouldn’t .”
“i’m sure he had a good reason . just think about the positives .” sienna sighed . it was nearly midnight . she made me stay later so she could dance with dylan brown , who is the most insufferable boy i’ve ever met . sienna was blinded by his flashy car and supposed ‘good’ looks .
a low grunt sounded out from the corn fields .
“following us ?” sienna slowed to a stop .
“no in the field .” i stuck my head out the open window and reached for sienna’s flashlight in the glove box . the light showed me a faint figure that looked like they were propped up above the corn . someone had been turned into a scarecrow .
“oh for god’s sake .” me and sienna made our way over the field .
every homecoming , the jocks pick on someone to tie up in the corn field . they strip him down to his boxers and spray paint a red ‘S’ on his chest .
clark . clark was tied up .
i ran over to the patch of grass and untied him as quickly as possible , sienna waiting just behind me .
“who did this ?” i exclaimed , panting .
“it’s fine . i’m not in pain .” he mumbled .
“no clark it’s not ! is that why you left ?”
“peter , jackson and freddie tied me up cause i was homecoming king . apparently i should’ve known that jackson liked you .”
“you can’t help it if people voted for you .” i sighed . he must’ve been freezing .
“no ! jackson had it . he said that’s the closest thing to you i’ll ever get . i’m sorry he stole such a valuable thing from you . he’s just jealous . and selfish .” clark’s voice broke as he spoke .
i unclamped the necklace and passed it to sienna .
“will you take me home ?”
“no . we’re leaving you here .” i smirked . clark chuckled and we walked back to the car .
i waited with clark while i explained to his parents .
“can i just have five minutes ?” clark begged .
“you’ll be freezing !” his mom squealed .
his checked flannel hung over his shoulders and his mom closed the door , smiling .
“thank you for saving me . i guess heroes are everywhere . even the tiny ones .” he winked .
“and - thank you for making me feel special tonight . i know it’s obvious , but i’ve never had that with a girl . you looked beautiful tonight . i mean you always do . but that dress is gorgeous . it really suits you . i know you probably can’t take me seriously because i’m in my boxers as well .”
i giggled and breathed deeply .
“thank you for making me feel special too . bye pretty boy .” i soothed . without thinking , i reached up to kiss his cheek , and walked away .
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the next day at school , jackson asked me out . i refused politely , even though it was hard to get him away . clark was next to his locker the entire time .
“hi .” i smiled as clark closed his locker . his eyes widened , but he looked scared .
“is there something wrong ?” i pressed , examining his face . he was looking at my shirt . i really liked the shirt . it was a baby yellow hollister top , that i’d had for so long . it was one of my favourites .
“sorry . i have a really bad headache . it’s making my vision blurry . i’m sorry .”
“oh ! no , it’s okay . don’t worry about it .”
“i’ll see you around ?” he smiled .
my gym class finished early , so me and sienna watched the boys for a while . they were doing rope climbing , and whoever lost had to do ten laps . pete and clark were up against each other , and clark had raced to the top within seconds . i blushed .
him and pete discussed something , and his eyes grew as big as they did when i talked to him this morning . the same scared expression . he was completely frozen .
“clark ?” our coach shouted up . pete repeated his name again , until he let go and hit the floor with a thump . i darted up but sienna held me back .
“we need to go shower .” she whispered as coach saw us in the corner of the bleachers . she ran off , dragging me with her , but my eyes didn’t leave clark . he had fallen a long way on his back .
as soon as i dried my hair off , i ran to find clark .
“what happened ? are you okay ?” i fussed .
“yeah . my back just aches a bit . can we talk about this later ? maybe at my house ?” he panted .
i didn’t understand why he was acting weird . i went on with my school day , assuring myself there was a perfectly reasonable explanation for his behaviour . jackson still tried to get ahold of me in the halls , but i managed to get away from him . he really didn’t know when to quit .
i waited outside of clark’s house at five o’clock . from inside , i could hear him and his parents’ voices .
“it’s a bit late notice don’t you think ?” his dad sighed .
“clark’s got a girlfriend ! leave him !” his mom exclaimed .
“she’s not my girlfriend !” clark whispered .
“well you talk about-” his mom’s voice was cut off by clark opening the door . his dark green sweater complimented his eyes so well . he was wearing his glasses too .
we told his parents i’d be helping him with a history project , which was half true . his room was filled with star wars , alien and bruce springsteen posters . just as i expected , it was also filled to the brim with comic books and novels . we layed out our history work , and i prepared for whatever clark was going to tell me .
“do you swear you won’t laugh at me or tell anyone ?” he cleared his throat .
“i see things . i can look through multiple walls . i can see inside of people’s bodies , like i have a built in x -ray . it started when you first talked to me and i could see every muscle , tissue and bone inside of you . i could see through pete in gym , and i could see through the wall in the girls changing room . i mean obviously i looked away after . cause you know … that would be weird .”
“i’m stronger than other people . but not in a way that makes girls swarm me . yesterday i picked up a part of a tractor that weighed a couple hundred pounds with one hand . and i can run faster than a bus . and you’re thinking that if i was so strong , then why couldn’t i have broken free when i was tied up ? but that’s because i have this thing .”
clark moved closer to me . i saw a hurt in his eyes .
“when i had your necklace on , it stopped me from escaping . it must be the green rock from the meteor . it makes me weak . i can’t move and i feel as if i’m gonna die .”
clark took a deep breath in as i saw tears bubbling in his eyes .
“i’m a freak ." he trembled .
this was the second time i acted without thinking this week . i kissed clark and wrapped my arms around his shoulders , just like i did at homecoming . he let out a low groan and pulled away .
“my necklace .” we said in unison .
“you’re not a freak clark . you’ll never be . you are kind . and you’re funny . you’re brave . and smart . and so handsome .”
“you think i’m handsome ?” he breathed .
“are you crazy ? look at you !” i laughed .
“and - thank you . for telling me about this . and i promise you i would never tell anyone . you can always trust me .”
i heard clark’s dad cough outside .
“he probably heard us .” he whispered .
i smiled and looked at the history work .
“do you wanna get on with our history work then ?” i chuckled .
“sounds great .” he replied .
“i also have something for you .”
clark reached into his drawer on his desk and pulled out a huge box of guylian chocolates . my favourite .
“many weeks of eavesdropping . not in a weird way .”
i was right where i wanted to be .
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soon after , most people had found out about me and clark . i didn’t mind . i was proud i got to love such a pretty boy like him .
the last bell rang at the end of math . thank gosh . i hear my name being called as i walk out of the classroom .
“you coming to the torch meeting ?” chloe asks .
“i’ll catch up later . i’ve gotta get some pictures for the rest of the history project .”
it’s a half truth . the old grain silo isn’t exactly a safe hangout , but it’s perfect for creepy ‘smallville ruins’ photos . plus , i needed a quick escape from everyone . i couldn’t even go see clark because he was on a road trip all day with his dad .
the sky seems to be on fire . it was a burning orange mixed with a dark yellow . the silo looms in front of me , rusted and leaning . inside , it smells like dust and metal . that’s when i see it - emerald green rock wedged into cracks on the wall . clark’s weakness .
everyone in smallville knows that wherever the rock is , something bad happens . how ironic it is that i wear the same meteor rock around my neck . i reach out and touch the rock . it’s smooth and glows brighter as i step closer .
before i can move , a beam crashes down , pinning my entire body . dust chokes me and i can feel my chest throbbing .
“help !” i screamed , my throat raw with panic . i claw at the beam frantically . clark wouldn’t make it in time .
i start to sob , desperately trying to break free from the beam’s grasp . i scream louder , my voice echoing . i hear a low engine from outside . i begged that it was a person coming to help me . a flash of red and white plaid . clark .
“clark ! clark !” i cried out , hot tears stinging my cheeks .
i saw the way his face sunk at the sight of the meteor rocks . i grab a plank of wood and scrape them off as best i can . splinters bite at my hands , but i don’t stop .
“you’re not dying on me pretty boy .” i groan as i slam the plank down .
“and you’re not dying on me , pretty girl .”
clark lunges for me and pulls the beam to the side . he strains and cradles me , stroking my hair . i gasp for air and try to stifle my tears .
“how on earth did you get here in time .”
“i wasn’t too far away , but i leaped out the car and ran as fast as i could . i could hear you . i think it might be one of the things i can’t control yet .”
clark wiped my tears away and kissed my forehead as i calmed down .
“i was meant to take photos for our history-”
“that doesn’t matter . what matters is that you’re safe and i’ve got you .”
the orange glow of the horizon made clark’s eyes look like the sky meeting the hills .
in that moment , i didn’t feel used . for my body . for my popularity . i even was once used for my grades . this time it felt like he loved me for the little things .
my freckles . my smile lines . the way my hair is never at the same volume on both sides . my ugly laugh . my chipped baby pink nail polish . the fact i always get used for lifts in cheer because i’m not really that good at the real routines .
and in that moment as i kissed him , i hoped clark kent , my pretty boy , knew that he wasn’t a freak . he was a hero . he was my hero .
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||*. - gonna go to bed and yearn for tomorrow welling now thank you for reading 🫶🏻🫶🏻
