The difference between Clark and Superman has always scared you. When he was just Clark Kent, things felt normal, he was sweet and caring. He'd hold doors open for you, he'd get your fallen pencils from behind the printer. It never occurred to you that he was able to lift the printer… It never occurred to you that he was always just around the corner, trailing after you like a puppy.

Superman scared you, at first he seemed like a hero to you! Hell, he was the reason you became an intern under Clark's wing! But now, as you go on with your life you always feel watched, no matter where you look you see nothing. You pray it's your mind playing tricks on you, but on a late night as you awoke from a strange dream you're meant with the sight of Superman's blue eyes. You can't even scream before he's covered your mouth and used his hypnotism to calm you.

You can't remember what happened but every time you see superman on TV, in newspapers, or the sky itself you feel yourself grow sick. He was a hero to all, but to you he felt like a wolf in disguise. And how right you were…. You should've never accepted Clark's request of having dinner. Because now, you're stuck on a small farmhouse miles from civilization.. There's no point in running, Superman will just hear you and drag you back to your home. There's no point in fighting, superman will beat you in anything physical and Clark will beat you in any mental games.

If you're really bad he might use hypnotism again. Just be a good spouse, and stay at home where it's safe, you wouldn't want to upset him now, would you? He would hate to revoke your next visit to his ma and pa.

p.s!!! This could be a continuation of the first ramble if you want

-> Masterlist

As his assistant —hired by Velvette herself to get him to ‘Chill the fuck out, you mangy dick’— you were tasked with making sure Vox wasn’t fighting with Val and didn't kill too many employees. And that he actually ate something. You thought you died again when you saw him eat a full meal for the first time. Nothing too bad, right?

Right.

One thing, he had you live in the tower to ‘make things easier’. You wouldn’t turn down free housing. The only thing was how many electronics there were. And cameras. But, thankfully, there weren’t any in your room. He made sure to hide them well.

That, and the rather showy uniform he had you wear, were pretty normal. It was Hell, nobody was perfect. He was just making sure you wouldn’t snitch or lie or steal or whatever.

He also liked seeing his initial on you, but that’s besides the point.

You wouldn’t even realize anything was wrong. If you had any suspicions in the beginning, he would easily sweet talk or even hypnotize you into listening. You were just a sweet little canary to admire.

Speaking of canaries, that was his little nickname for you. A bit strange, but he probably did it to everyone. And besides, you should just feel lucky to even work for him, so stop questioning things.

After a while of being his little piece of decoration, he starts to feel… something. He doesn’t know what, be he knows that his newest intern clearly doesn’t know boundaries and don’t worry, sweetheart, he’s there to save you. From what? From him! He was trying to steal hit on you and you didn’t want that, did you? Of course not.

That happened a lot. People trying to hit on you after you told them no. You did say no, right? Of course you did. Anyways, you always had him to save you from those annoying people. They were beneath you both anyways.

He had you sit in on meetings to ‘take notes’. He really just wanted to show off the little bird he caught. Aren’t they just amazing? And nobody would steal you because you were his little Canary. And if anybody tried, Val would have some fun during his little tantrums.

Speaking of Val, he was the whole reason for this. Vox had mostly ignored you up until Val got completely caught up with Angel Dust. With nobody for himself, he found you. His precious little Canary. You would be all for him. You wouldn’t leave him for some stuck up prick, right? Good.

You can’t remember when it started, but the lines started to blur between being a bird in a cage to being his Canary. But you loved it. You enjoyed the attention. It was all for you and it’ll all be worth it.

Maybe your head would hurt, but Vox would be there to help. He was always there. He’d always be there for you. It certainly helped that he monitored your every move. All those cameras coming in use. He couldn’t let his Canary get hurt.

What kind of boyfriend would he be if he did?

Boyfriend?

You never wanted to leave his side. Not when he was the only one to protect you. No, no, it was way too dangerous for you to leave. You might as well stay with him. All the time. Forever. Hell, you might as well move in with him at this point. And you do. It was your idea after all.

And he loves watching you do domestic chores. No more pretending to play nice. No more pretending to be okay with the bare minimum. There you were. All for him. And he would never let you go.

Just don’t wake up.

He doesn’t like that.