Delightful as as far as it goes.
John raked a hand through his hair. "Look. Both of my parents are reporters. My dad especially has made it perfectly clear he's hoping I'll follow in his footsteps! Both sets," he grumbled.
"But John, you've been sketching since you were five!"
"Lots of five-year-olds draw and color," John defended. "Besides, it doesn't matter. As far as they're concerned, I was a star reporter before I was even born." He sighed. "I just don't want to be a *complete* disappointment."
Hmm, Clark didn't want to be a farmer, Lois didn't become a Doctor, have they failed to let John know they'll love him whatever field he follows?
If you are really dead sticked on this one
this has been on my hard-drive, either; maybe 3 years. While this isn't technically angst, it is kind of moody, though. At least I think so, anyway... I guess you could call it FFAW. It's been a WIP for a long time, until I finally decided to just post it as a vignette and see what happens.
You might perhaps turn it into a "Challenge" and invite others to work on it?