Superman
Summary: Sam Angst. He didn't know her as well as she thought. Read also: Burning the Midnight Oil by lemonpiefirefly, and Illusion by jackwabbit. Thanks to both.
Rated K+
Disclaimer: Just for fun. Nothing more
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"A superhero."
That's what he said.
It was sweet at the time.
It's later now.
It's awkward, nonsensical now.
Superhero.
…I go to work, I save the world…
Superhero…
He said it; I laughed.
Smiled, giggled.
But it bothers me now.
I turn the word over in my head, on my tongue.
It tastes bitter, cold.
Feels unnatural, alien.
I'm neither.
It's a word more suited for Superman.
Unnatural, alien.
He knows I'm neither.
Superhero…?
I'm intelligent.
I fight.
I protect.
Hero perhaps.
That's what he sees, mistakes for greatness.
But alone, in darkness,
I'm afraid.
Does he see that?