LOVE LOVE? Clark kent x Fem Reader
warnings- cursing, the use of Y/n!,
Clark Kent had faced a lot of weird things since moving to Metropolis.
Alien threats, exploding robots, Lois Laneโs coffee dependencyโ
But nothing, nothing, prepared him for you.
You, the girl Aphrodite herself apparently cursed withโฆ dangerous levels of irresistible charm.
You, with the pink dresses, glossed lips, perfectly brushed hair, and perfume that made his knees go weakโthough he always pretended it was allergies.
You, who could barely go to the corner store without men accidentally walking into street signs while staring at you.
Sweet, shy, hopeless Clark?
He was the one stuck taking care of you until the curse wore off.
You were supposed to keep a low profile.
Clark specifically asked you to stay home, stay calm, stay inside.
Under pink neon lights, swaying your hips to Tylaโs โIS IT,โ
dress glittering like you were personally handcrafted by the goddess who cursed you.
Clark stood across the room, jaw tense behind his glasses, eyes following your every move.
Oh, you felt him looking.
โIs it the fucks that I donโt give?โ
You sang along under your breath as you shimmied a little closer to him.
Was it the curse making you bold?
Orโฆ was it something else?
you werenโt supposed to leave his sight.
So technicallyโฆ you were obeying him.
Clark wasnโt strong with girls.
He was strong withโwell, everything else.
Understanding the way your lip gloss made your mouth look soft and shiny?
He didnโt stand a chance.
He swallowed hard as you walked toward him, dress unzipping just a teeny bit in the back where the hook had loosened from your dancing.
โY/n,โ he said softly, desperately, โyou shouldnโt beโuhโdoing this.โ
You tilted your head, lashes fluttering.
โThe more you tell me donโt,โ you quoted the song, โthe more you turn me on.โ
Clarkโs ears turned bright red.
Close enough that he could smell your perfumeโsweet, floral, dizzying.
Close enough that if he lost control of even one breath, heโd fall straight into you.
โIs it wrong that I wanna get right with you?โ you murmured.
His heart thudded so loud you were sure even humans couldโve heard it.
Clark finally grabbed your handโnot rough, not controlling, just enough.
โY/nโฆ the Aphrodite curse is making people fall at your feet. Theyโll follow you home, theyโll fight over you, theyโllโโ
He looked away, cheeks burning.
โI already mightโve.โ
The curse didnโt usually affect people with superhuman physiologyโฆ
โClark,โ you whispered, โthatโs you. Not the curse.โ
He looked at you then, really looked at youโ
all glitter and gloss and pink perfection, and somehow still the softest person heโd ever known.
โI canโt leave you alone,โ he admitted quietly.
โNot with all these eyes on you.โ
โBecause youโre supposed to protect me?โ you teased.
โBecause I donโt like when anyone else looks at you like that.โ
โClark Kent,โ you murmured, pressing your forehead to his chest, โare you jealous?โ
Then something in him shiftedโ
Your curse didnโt make men honest.
โYou asked me what it is,โ he said, voice barely audible over the music.
โItโs everything. The dress. The song. The way you smile. The way you run into danger with pink nail polish on.โ
โMaybe itโs that I want to take you home. Safely,โ he clarified instantly, ears flaming again.
โBut alsoโฆ because I donโt want to stop being the one who gets to take care of you.โ
Your heart actually melted.
โYou donโt have to take care of me forever,โ you whispered.
You slid your hand into his, letting him guide you out of the party, out of the noise, out of the eyes that werenโt his.
โI canโt leave,โ you sang softly, swaying into his side.
โDancing alone donโt look right on me.โ
Clark glanced down at you, awe in his eyes.
โIt really doesnโt.โ
**And as the curse slowly began to fadeโฆ
You realized something simple, undeniable, and beautifully human:**
Even without Aphrodite messing with your auraโ
Clark Kent wouldโve fallen for you anyway.
You were already gone for him.
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