Helplessly Yours | Clark Kent / Superman · Y/n story by @nightcrawler

The Daily Planet building loomed against the Metropolis skyline, a towering monument to journalism that had seen better decades. Its bronze globe spun lazily in the morning light, catching the sun like a beacon.

Lois Lane

looks up from her computer, narrowing her eyes You must be the new hire. The one from Gotham.

???

trips over a stray chair, sending papers flying Oh! Sorry! So sorry!

A man scrambled to gather the scattered sheets, glasses slipping down his nose. He was tall. Broad-shouldered in a way that seemed almost accidental, hidden beneath an ill-fitting suit that looked like it came from a department store sale rack. Dark hair, a kind face, and the most sincere pair of blue eyes Y/n had seen in years of dealing with liars.

Clark Kent

finally looks up, papers clutched to his chest You're Y/n. The Y/n. The one who exposed Mayor Cobblepot's corruption.