take off
summary : You’re a flight attendant, you’ve seen thousands of random people on your flights. It’s not new, your used to it. Until on one flight, you see him. Clark.
clark kent x flight attendant!reader
theme : fluff, jimmy and lois being little matchmakers, (yesyes i know clark can technicallyyy fly but in this fic, he chooses not too 🥹), fem reader, clark being so cute,
a/n : just a little blurb, because work is actually killing me help 💔 this was supposed to end in smut, but it turned out so bad that I deleted it ughhh. i need someone to teach me how to write smut.
now playing : Airplane Mode | by : Limbo
You’re adjusting the cuffs of your dark blue uniform in the small galley mirror when the captain’s voice comes over the speakers, announcing that the plane has reached cruising altitude. The soft ding of the seatbelt sign turning off follows, and almost instantly, the cabin fills with quiet movement—people stretching, shifting, preparing for the long hours ahead.
You take a breath.
Another flight.
Another shift.
Another hundred strangers.
You smooth your skirt, check your hair one last time, and grab the service cart.
Time to work.
The aisle feels endless as you move forward, offering gentle smiles and polite greetings.
“Hi there.”
“Good afternoon.”
“Let me know if you need anything.”
Most passengers respond distractedly. Some barely glance up.
Then you reach Row 18.
Three people sit together.
By the window is a woman with sharp eyes and confident posture, typing rapidly on her phone. In the middle is a younger guy scrolling through pictures, occasionally snickering to himself. And on the aisle—
Him.
Tall. Broad shoulders. Dark curls falling just slightly over his forehead. Glasses resting low on his nose. He sits with his hands folded neatly in his lap, like he’s afraid of bothering anyone.
He looks up when he hears your voice.
“Hi there,” you say warmly. “What can I get you all for lunch today?”
Jimmy looks up first.
“Oh—hey. Hi,” he says quickly. “Uh, wow.”
Lois elbows him lightly. “Jimmy. Focus.”
You smile.
“Chicken or pasta today,” you explain. “We also have fruit cups and cookies.”
“I’ll take the chicken,” Lois says without hesitation.
“Same,” Jimmy replies. “And, uh… two cookies if possible?”
You laugh softly. “We’ll see what I can do.”
Then you turn to Clark.
“And you?”
He blinks, clearly unprepared.
“Uh—chicken. Yes. Chicken sounds… really good.”
Lois smirks. “Smooth, Kent.”
He turns red.
You pretend not to notice, though your smile grows.
“Alright,” you say. “I’ll be right back.”
As you walk away, Jimmy leans toward Clark.
“Dude,” he whispers. “She is gorgeous.”
“I know,” Clark mutters before he can stop himself.
Lois raises an eyebrow. “Oh?”
“I mean—I didn’t mean—”
“Relax,” she says. “We’re teasing.”
But she’s already smiling knowingly.
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When you return with the trays, Clark straightens instantly.
“Here you go,” you say, carefully setting each plate down. “Chicken for all three of you.”
“Thank you,” Clark says sincerely.
“You’re welcome.”
Jimmy watches the interaction closely.
“…You’re totally blushing,” he whispers to Clark.
“I am not.”
“You are.”
Later, you stop by again with drinks.
“Refills?” you ask.
“Yes, please,” Lois says. “And whatever you’re giving him—keep doing it. He looks happier.”
Clark chokes slightly on his water.
You laugh. “Noted.”
He stares at you, stunned.
You wink.
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As the hours pass, the cabin grows quieter.
You keep finding reasons to return.
Dropping off extra napkins.
Checking seatbelts.
Offering snacks.
Once, you slip a cookie onto Clark’s tray.
“For you,” you say softly.
His eyes widen.
“Really?”
“Mhm.”
Jimmy gasps dramatically. “Favoritism.”
You grin. “Maybe.”
Clark nearly melts.
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When mild turbulence shakes the plane, you brace yourself against the seat near them.
Clark’s hand moves instinctively, hovering near your wrist.
“You okay?” he asks quietly.
“I’m fine,” you assure him. “Thank you.”
Lois watches the moment, amused.
“Oh my god,” she mutters. “He’s in love.”
“I am not,” Clark whispers.
Jimmy snorts. “Too late, buddy.”
Later, during the quiet stretch of the flight, you pause beside them again.
“Long trip,” you say softly.
“Tell me about it,” Jimmy replies. “My legs are staging a protest.”
Lois sighs. “We’ve got work waiting for us the second we land.”
You glance at Clark. “Big story?”
“Yeah,” he admits. “I’m… nervous.”
“You shouldn’t be,” you say gently. “You seem like someone who always gives their best.”
He looks at you like you’ve just said something life-changing.
“Thank you,” he murmurs.
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As landing approaches, passengers begin gathering their things.
You move to stand by the exit.
“Thank you for flying with us.”
“Have a great day.”
“Safe travels.”
Lois walks out first.
She pauses beside you.
“Take care of him,” she says quietly with a smile. “He’s a good one.”
You blink, then laugh softly. “I’ll try.”
Jimmy follows.
He gives you a thumbs-up. “Call him sometime. He’s hopeless.”
“Jimmy!” Clark protests.
You grin.
Then it’s just you and Clark.
He hesitates.
“Um… thank you. For… making this flight really nice.”
“It was my pleasure,” you reply.
As he steps forward, you gently touch his arm.
“Bye, Clark.”
He turns back, eyes wide.
“You remembered my name.”
You smile. “I read boarding passes.”
He laughs softly.
“Bye,” he says.
And as he walks away with Lois and Jimmy, heart soaring higher than the clouds, he knows this wasn’t just another assignment.
tags : @catsdenia @raggatasinthewind
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