By: Superman-imagines

You couldn't understand why he stayed with you. Even before you knew he was the most powerful man on Earth, Clark was the perfect person. He was kind, understanding, sweet and handsome.

You were curled up by the window, staring out across Metropolis, rain pattering softly on the glass. A sigh escaped your lips as you felt tears well up in your eyes. Why did he stay with you? Clark could have any girl he wanted. So, why would he want you?

The door creaked slightly as it emitted your boyfriend into your apartment.

"(y/n), I'm home!" He announced, his footsteps echoing loudly as he entered the kitchen, looking for you.

"In here!" You called, your voice cracking, the tears leaking out your eyes.

"(y/n)? (y/n), what's wrong?" Clark asked, concern washing over his face as he placed his hand against your cheek, rubbing his thumb across your cheek bone.

"C-Clark, I'm fine. Really." You tried at a false smile but fail.

"Love, please don't cry, it breaks my heart. What's wrong?" His voice was soft and soothing. You pulled away from his hand and buried your head in your knees.

"What do you see in me Clark?" You asked, your voice quivering and breaking.

He shook his head, not understanding why you would ask that. "I see the most beautiful human on Earth. I see someone who is strong and amazing, who is as lovely and kind as she is clever. I see everything I could ever wish for and more. You are gorgeous (y/n). And I love you in any way, shape or form."

You shook your head, pulling yourself closer into your knees. Clark put his hand on your knee. He pulled you into his chest and rocked you back and forth, rubbing your back in a soothing manor. "You are beautiful. And (y/n), if you don't know that, I will make you believe that you are lovely."

You cried even hard, but your tears had turned from ones of depression to... well, you didn't really know. You were still sad, still confused, but now you were also happy.

Here was Superman, Superman, telling you that you were beautiful.

"Clark, you don't have to lie to me. You could have any woman you want. But you stay with me?" You whisper, cuddling closer to him.

"Because I love you. I love you for you and I love only you. I couldn't dream of being with anyone else. And if you ever feel like this again, tell me. I want to know when you start believing that you are anything less than what you are." Clark promised, kissing your forehead.

"Thank you, Clark." You kissed his lips, smiling into them.

If anyone knew how to cheer you up, it was Clark.