Clear Glass

Clark saves cats from trees, lifts heavy boxes, convinces you to go to work when you really don't want to. Superman prevents building collapses, fights aliens, delves into roaring fires and comes out unscathed. They're both heroes of the every day, the kind of man you've dreamt about for their gentlemanly nature.

The kind that people write about in fanfiction.

The kind that gets paired with a nurse, a librarian, a baker — something… womanly, feminine. Something that can be compressed into a box and revolve around a man.

OR

You rant about incompetent reader-inserts to Clark, who listens like the good man he is, and he somehow ends up directing your attention to something else entirely.