Supergirl x Male reader Imagines

Moral Compass

Trigger Warning: Mentions of PTSD, Anxiety and Medication, you've been warned if you're not into soldier types of fics.

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He's doing it again...

Y/N found himself staring into space, with only just his thoughts, staring down at the Earth... Why did he think about coming up here again?

He didn't know... His thoughts clouded his mind to even focus on the reason, he supposed seeing the view kept him calm, kept him... Stable in a way.

After all... He bared scars that would never heal physically, he was 18 when the war broke out... And now? 26 years old? He found himself here... At the Watchtower... Staring down at the Earth from the windowed view... All by himself.

His leg began to shake, by itself at least, he looked down at his right shaking leg and as much as he tried to stop... He couldn't... He sighed at himself and kept looking on at the view instead, knowing he'd stop shaking.

He was jaded... Too jaded at this current moment, he had learned that his mother had passed and it didn't help with how he was feeling...

He survived one war... He wasn't sure if he was going to-

Footsteps were heard, entering into the room, boots connected to the ground as a cape swayed left and right when she walked, her hair gloriously waving around when she took steps in between.

Y/N took a moment to look at who it was and to his surprise... It was his moral compass, the only person he had left, the one person that understood him and stayed by his side...

Kara Zor-El... Formally known as Supergirl, now? She's Superwoman, dressed in a full body suit with pants, her famous golden V-shaped belt and high knee boots with a golden V that served as the outlines on the top. Her hair was a little shorter now but she hadn't changed all to much...

It was Y/N who changed much to her horror...

He was once this... Sunshine out-bursting ray of fun and excitement when Kara first met him...

Now? He'd changed since she had last seen him for good, he was now scrawny, paranoid, shaky and jaded... He had fought a war he never thought he'd come back from, he was lucky to be alive.

Y/N's shaking suddenly began to dim down once Superwoman had entered the room, she offered him a sympathetic smile.

"Kara..." he lowly whispered her name, she sat down beside him and looked him in the eyes.

"I'm here" she replied to him softly, wrapping her arms over him to comfort him, she rocked him side to side slightly, as he burrowed himself into her body, feeling her warmness. Superwoman leaned in and kissed his head, a little smile crept up his face soon after. Both were in a committed, romantic relationship for the past month and a half, Y/N was Kara's and Superwoman's boyfriend and she was his girlfriend and moral compass, someone to guide him through the dark.

For the past few months... Kara had been by Y/N's side, helping him recover to an extent, making sure he's taking care of himself properly and often stayed over to make sure he wouldn't do something stupid, she loved him so much that she wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt him, this was a man who she once had a liking for when she was young, when she was Supergirl...

Ever since he returned... Kara was the first person that recognized him outside of family, the only person he had known as a friend back then was her.

At first? It seemed like things were normal... But there was something Y/N hid from her and that was his trauma, he had severe anxiety and any loud noises that resulted with a bang would trigger him, often he'd freeze into place or he'd duck, his fight or flight response would kick in.