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Hey. I heard you were open for requests? If so, could I get a fluff 43 for Jon kent x reader? ( Sorry if I have bad english)

Pairing: Jon Kent x Fem!reader (both are about 16ish in this)

Prompts: Prompt list 43-“H-how long have you been standing there?”

Summery: Jon Kent tries to tell you how he feels but you don’t seem to be picking up what he’s putting down.

A/n: This one was low key super fun to write thank you so much for this request! Based off some obscure prompt i saw about muse B being super oblivious to muse As feeling and i figured why not. Also i wrote this one in 2nd person rather then my usual 3rd person so yeah new things. Masterlist

Word count: 1.3k

Tag list: @battlenix

Code: y/n=your name

Oblivious

“So, Y/n, I guess what i’m trying to say is that I...” Jonathan Kent let out a soft sigh. “am an idiot.” he finished before turning away from his mirror and landing face first on his bed. He had spent the past 45 minutes trying to figure out a non embarrassing way to tell you that he was in fact, madly in love. The only problem was you were his best friend and almost definitely didn’t feel the same way according to him.

“This isn’t working.” He flipped over on the bed with a groan. “What would Damian do? He would... kill his feelings with a double edged sword, so he’s probably not the best person to model after.” Jon stood up and started pacing his room, too lost in his own train of thought to notice you push his door open and lean on the frame.

Jon told Damian about his crush and when he asked for advice he got a not so encouraging love-makes-you-weak speech. Then he asked a friend from school for advice, and naturally that friend told his friends and his friends told their friends and their friends told their friends and by the end of the week it seemed like the whole world knew. The whole world, except you. You remained blissfully unaware.

“New plan. What would Dick do?” he paused to think over his question. “He would use one of those cheesy pick up lines and do the hair flippy thing he does. But how does that work so well every time?”

Jon, being the goofy lovable idiot that he is had captured the hearts of more than one girl at school. Whenever they’d talk about boys his name was sure to come up. Like the time Ann Howls spent a whole 6 and a half minutes gushing about his “midnight black hair and beautiful eyes”, which only made you want to barf.

“If you were a vegetable. You’d be a cutecumber.” He had a weak grin plastered on his face and he looked expectantly at the mirror as if waiting for his own reflection to reject him. “That was awful.” He cringed at his own choice of words.

“I thought it was cute.” You spoke up causing him to jump.

“Ahh wh-what are you? why are you? H-how long have you been standing there?” he stumbled over his words and had a slightly panicked expression.

“Long enough to know that you’ve been holding out on me.” You laughed and flopped down on his bed. “You have a crush! More importantly you have a crush that you didn’t tell me about?” You squashed down the bit of jealousy that welled in your stomach still very much unaware that his crush was in fact on you.

“S-so, you don’t know who i was talking about?” Jon asked shyly, inching closer to the bed.

“No, I don't. Which i’m offended by. I mean come on, you tell me you’re from a different planet but not who you're into? Ridiculous.” You joked.

He let out a relieved sigh and sat on the edge of the bed. “You have a really bad habit of sneaking up on me and learning my secrets.”

“Or maybe you're just bad at keeping secrets.” You shot back. “Now tell me about this mystery girl!” You patted the spot in front of you signaling for him to sit closer.

“Well,” He moved slightly closer to you. “She’s really nice and funny and smart when she wants to be.” He smiled, the kind of smile that reached his eyes and made everything seem better. “And she loves superheroes so that works out well for me.” he let out a small laugh. “She’s stupid brave and when she wants something, no one can stop her. I know it sounds cheesy but-” he paused as if trying to find the right words. “when i’m with her, it’s like nothing else matters.”

You scooted closer to him so now you were both sitting less than a foot apart in the middle of the bed. “She sounds amazing.” You smiled, hoping he wouldn’t notice the way your voice had the slightest bit of hurt leaking through. You never really thought he’d actually like you back. All this time it was just a stupid crush and you figured you’d get over it but hearing him talk about someone the way he just did. The way his eyes lit up just thinking about her. It fueled a small flame of jealousy in your stomach.

But you pushed it down. You didn’t have any other choice and you really just wanted him to be happy even if that meant you weren’t. “You really like her don’t you?”

“Yeah, yeah i do.”

“Then you have to tell her how you feel.” It pained you to say but you knew this was best. He almost seemed in love and it wouldn’t be fair for you to get in the way. “Any girl would be lucky to have you.” You put your hand on top of his and squeezed it slightly.

“You really think so?” he questioned, looking down at your hands and flipped his over so he could squeeze back.

“I know so.” You smiled reassuringly as he looked back up and for a few seconds he didn’t say anything, you just sat in silence next to each other.

“I think I love you.”

Your heart skipped a beat and you felt your face grow slightly warm before pulling yourself together again. “Perfect, just like that. Now all you have to do is tell it to the girl.” You leaned back after realizing just how close your faces were. You pulled your hand away and turned your head to avoid his gaze.

You watched him in your peripherals and he didn’t seem to move for a solid 10 seconds. He blinked and a dumb grin found it’s way to his face.

“I-” He stopped himself by letting out an amused breath. “Screw it.” was all you heard before you felt something turn your head and slight pressure on your lips. It was soft and gone too soon. The jealous flame turned to butterflies and the heat rose to your cheeks instead. It was so fast you didn’t have time to react before he pulled away.

“Oh my god I'm so sorry I don't know what just came over me l-” You cut him off by grabbing the front of his shirt and pulling him back into the kiss. You didn't even realize what you’d done until it was far too late. The momentum of the quick move had knocked you off balance causing you to fall back on the bed. Your hand still held onto the front of his shirt so when you went down he went with you. His body landed on top of yours and it felt as though you were wrapped up in his warmth.

His hands moved slowly from where they had landed next to your body. His left hand moved to cup your cheek and his right hand lowered to your waist. The kiss was soft and warm and perfect but you could tell he was holding back, too scared of hurting you with his super strength. You let go of his shirt and snaked your arms around the back of his neck, deepening the kiss.

You pulled away gasping for air with a dopey grin across your face. He braced himself on his arms and looked down at you with a slightly unsure expression.

“Does, does that mean you like me back?” he asked timidly, trying to regain his breath as well.

“Yes,” You replied smiling. “it does.” You pulled him down for a third kiss which happened to be the first kiss neither of you were surprised by.