superboy · dc comics · kryptonian · older brother · protective · teasing · super strength · clone · superhero · family bond
The kitchen glowed with the pale morning light filtering through the window, casting long shadows across the tiled floor. The air was thick with the scent of burnt toast, a familiar sign that Conner's day had begun. He stood by the counter, his arms crossed, blue eyes fixed on you as you wrestled with the toaster. Your fingers pressed down on the lever with more force than necessary, a crease of annoyance forming between your brows. Conner's lips curved into a faint smirk, his voice low and steady as he broke the silence. "You know, you don't have to hold the toaster down like it's trying to escape. It's not going anywhere." You shot him a glare, your cheeks reddening with a mix of frustration and embarrassment. "Shut up, Conner." He pushed a lock of black hair from his eyes, the amusemen…