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.

He remembered being laughed at when it happened and it did nothing but irritate him, resulting in a violent confrontation, before Superwoman got involved, she had heard everything that time and defended Y/N, knowing about his trauma, she knew something was wrong and by then? She vowed to stick with him, she didn't care if he protested against it, she made it her objective she'd stick by his side.

And it was not a decision she regretted...

"How was work?" Kara cooed softly, looking down at him, he had laid down on the chairs and rested his head on her, a sofa that was placed there when Y/N said the view down to Earth kept him calm, it was quiet, peaceful... Something he needed and she delivered.

"It was alright" he replied softly, Kara gently drove her thumb in circles around his hair. "Mr White isn't at bad as I thought he'd be" he worked as a Janitor at the Daily Planet, Kara had pulled some strings to get him a job there where he could also be looked after too by her cousin and his wife, something light to also keep him a little busy too. "Could've gone better...".

Kara sensed his tone lowering, judging from the recent events that has occurred, she only wished she could do so much else to make it even better. She looked at him with sympathy.

"But at least I have you to make it better at the end of the day" he added one more say into his sentence, looking up at her by turning himself to face up at the woman's eyes, he could see the ocean in her own eyes.

Kara smiled brightly with a soft demeanor, before leaning herself down to gently leave a kiss on his lips, pulling back after a moment.

A few days ago, Y/N brought up that he wouldn't be good enough for her, that he was a mess, he wasn't really completely honest with himself that he was ready to start a relationship with her, he just wanted to let her know that he loved her, Kara had denied that he was a mess completely, she was helping him get better, being his moral compass, this wasn't Superwoman talking...

This was Kara Danvers talking...

He had rarely smiled often, only times he smiled was when Kara would comfort him, stick by him, tell him he isn't whatever he called to put himself in the down-low.

And now she sees him smiling a little up at her again, it made her heart flutter each time she'd see him smile and it's all that mattered the most to her... To see him smile.

"I've been dreading to see your smile all day" she sighed happily. "Missed it so much".

"You think so?" he asked her, wondering why his smile was something she'd dread for, Kara noted his ironic question, and lightly giggled.

"Yes... I always want to see you smile, even if I have to tickle you to see it" she playfully told him, resulting in him looking a little scared.

"Please don't" he begged.

"I'm not! Trust me" she giggled, leaning in to kiss him once again. "I love you".

"I love you too" he quietly responded, Kara heard him and smiled before the pair looked at the view ahead, the blue hue of Earth shined through the Watchtower's window within the room they were currently in.

Both left alone with no one else but each other, Kara's thumb ran in circles in his hair, as he basked in Kara's warm touch, his heartbeat beating in a calm rhythm to the sound of Kara's hearing, it was a soft, fleeting noise, knowing he's calm and collected.

Superwoman had always wanted to show Y/N this view from space, from above the Earth itself, looking down at the planet with such an amazing view, where it was all quiet, she used to always fly up above the planet to float there and listen for anything peaceful... Even just to think to herself for a moment.

But when Y/N left to be a soldier? It took her so much not to pull him out there, it took her a lot of convincing from her cousin that they couldn't solve the world's problems for them, even conflict that results in war in such ways, or they'd be viewed us something else entirely than heroes that lift up spirits and hopes and dreams.

It took a lot of convincing, she remembered crying once or twice thinking about Y/N, thinking he wouldn't come back, but he eventually did years later, seeing that he was a completely different person now...

Jaded, traumatized... And people called him a hero...

He never called himself a hero... Not once, he killed people, he watched people die in front of him...

His friends who were there, all had died and he lived... Some were injured and honorably discharged, but not once did he get injured like they did, he was lucky...

But in that luck? Came his trauma, his anxiety...

He lashed out at those who called him a hero, much to their disbelief, they never knew what he saw, he wondered how they'd feel if they saw what he saw and witnessed... Would they be calling themselves a hero??

A hero is someone like Superman, who fights in the name of Truth and Justice, fighting for a better tomorrow and keeps Earth safe from harm with his allies and the Justice League...

Or at least back then...

Now a new Justice League is ran by the likes of Nightwing, Queen Nubia of the Amazons, Wally West aka The Flash, Green Lantern aka John Stewart, Hawkwoman and finally... Superwoman herself as the front of center. Calling themselves the Justice League of Tomorrow, the JLT.

Though Y/N was happy to see Kara again that time... Much change had happened that it seemed to overwhelm him sooner than later, and Kara had stayed with him that entire week due to this, although Superwoman would be needed to save the day every now and then...

"Did you take your medication this morning?" Kara asked, knowing she wasn't around to make sure he did since she trusted him to take it when she wasn't around, since Superwoman was needed.

"I did" he nodded. "Why?" he then asked as Kara looked down at him to scan his face.

"Just asking, I know what you're like" she knew he wasn't lying this time around, she was happy to say at least, proud even. "Remember, therapist on Thursday morning, I'll be there with you" she cooed at him as he looked up at her next.

"What if... Superwoman is needed?" his eyes were drawn to the S on her suit, the House of El glyph that inspired hope and help, along with compassion to all who seen Superwoman wearing it, even when she was formally Supergirl at the time too.

"Then we can go late, docs sometimes take some time after due time anyway" she told him before kissing his temple. "I'll fly us there too, you love that" she winked next as a smile grew on her face.

"This is why you're the best" he complimented her, a little smile crept up his face for a moment as Kara brightly giggled. "You've always been my Moral Compass, now I see it" he smiled a little more, basking in Kara's warm hands touching his face

"I always have been that Moral Compass for you" she giggled lightly. "But also your superhero girlfriend, it's my right to look after you too, and marry you some day". 

"Isn't that too far ahead?" he asked her, Superwoman thought about it for a minute and maybe... Maybe it was too far ahead to think about marriage right now, they've only been in this relationship for a month and a half.

The Woman of Steel grabbed the edges of her cape and wrapped it slightly to cover Y/N a little, making him a little warmer after a chill went through him. "Maybe... But... You have to admit? I'm not going anywhere, and neither are you" she told him facts, she wasn't going anywhere and neither was he in her eyes, in her grasp and touch...

He was back in her life and that's the closure they both needed, he needed it the most in this dire of time of healing and recovering.

"I suppose so, would be something to look forward to maybe" he nodded a little. "I love you, Kara".

"I love you too, Y/N" and with that, Kara leaned down once more and the pair kissed once again...

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