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Conner loved Tim. From the first moment he practically laid eyes on the other boy. He couldn't always say the feelings had been mutual. However, before him and Tim had gotten together he really didn't even think the bat boy liked him. Conner thanks Rao and whatever God may exist that Tim looks his way and loves him the way he does.
Conner realized quickly in the beginning of their relationship that he would do anything for Tim. He possibly (would) even kill for the other man. But hopefully it would never actually come to something like that. But he would! If need be! Tim was the third Robin to Batman which made him more than capable of taking care of himself and others. Robin was strong enough to do those things, but he was also gentle enough to know when to be careful. Himself on the other hand,e’s a half alien hybrid raised in a test tube and crafted as a weapon.He couldn't afford to get carried away. He couldn't afford to hurt others to hurt him. He would never forgive himself if he hurt one of the only people who actually loved him for who he was. Still he wanted to love Tim with all his being. He wanted to wake up in the morning and press himself over his loving boyfriend and kiss him. But he couldn't.
It didn’t mean he never held and kissed his boyfriend, he did all the time!. He just–had to be careful about it. When Tim woke up in the morning, hair messed up and blinking blearily at the ceiling Kon would gently kiss his cheeks and tell him he loved him. He would hold his hand no matter where they were but gently enough he could hardly feel his calloused fingers in his. If Tim squeezed his hand he would twitch his fingers in response. Just so he knew he had felt him. Had heard him even without his voice. Conner couldn't afford to use that silent voice. To touch him the way he wanted to.
Sometimes Tim got annoyed. Voicing his thoughts in a way as if to sooth a scared child or animal and maybe that's what Conner was. He was scared of hurting Tim.
“You know you can lay on me,” Tim said. Patting his boyfriend's shoulder lightly. His other hand tangled in Conner's black curls. Conner chuckled a bit.
“Babe I am laying on you,” he said, kissing the tip of Tim's nose, as if to emphasize his point. Tim scrunched his face.
“No…like put your full weight on me. Like a blanket,”
Conner took a breath in. Burying his face in Tim's shirt to avoid his gaze. He was laying on him. Tim often asked after a rough day sometimes because the “pressure” helped. But what if it was too much?
Tim and Conner had come back to the manor after a day out shopping. It had started to pour rain so both of them had gotten soaked. Conner knows Tim wouldn't say anything but he knows it made him uncomfortable to be trapped in soggy clothes for long periods of time. Especially with how long it took to get back to the manor. They had each taken a long shower before dressing comfortably. Now laying on the couch watching one of Tim's favorite documentaries. Conner wasn't really one for paying attention instead zeroing in on his lover's heart beat to nod off too.
Tim had asked him to lay on him. Oftentimes saying his bones needed it. Kon always obliged. Using any excuse to be close to the other teen. But he always kept himself half floating. It was second nature.
He grunted and Tim sighed through his nose. Apparently having enough of him. He wrapped his arms firmly around Conner and pulled him closer. Conner as gently as he could tried to fight it.
“I wasn't aware I was dating a pillow” Tim said, more like it was an after thought. Conner sighed into his chest and gave in. Lowering himself until he was fully pressed against Tim who gave a sigh of relief and lowered the volume of the TV so he could shut his eyes and take a nap.
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As everyone knows, the Batfamily is large. Despite the fact it had started with one lonely orphan it was nearly double the size three decades later. The lack of blood relationship didn't stop them from becoming a family. In their own unique way .
They relied on each other. It's funny, working alone was always easier when they were together. They were stronger for it. Bonded through blood, sweat, and a need to help others. They were also fiercely protective of one another, though none of them would admit it. Especially Jason who right now was looking at Conner with his head tilted to the side. The signature helmet covered his face as he watched the Kryptonian and his younger sibling.
Jason should honestly be the last one to question their relationship. He didn't actually care either. But being raised a Bat he did have questions.
“Don't you have anything better to do?” Jason asked, a bit harsher than intended.
“Hmmm?” Conner tilted his head in his direction.
“Fuck off Jason” Tim said not even looking up from the computer. Dick looked up from where he was scrolling on his phone just a couple feet away. They had just gotten back from a mission and of course Conner had come walking into the cave minutes later like he owned the place. He wasn't even in costume. He was wearing one of Tim's old lord huron shirts and plaid pants.
“Tim language!” Dick chimed in.
“Then tell him to fuck off for me”
Dick groaned from where he was perched sitting on the table. Conner grinned. He knows this is how they all normally communicated but it was honestly refreshing to see Tim interact with his siblings. Especially Jason. He knows he and him…have uh had quite the history.
“Hey alien” Jason said and Tim finally turned from the computer to glare. Conner tilted his head. Putting a hand between his boyfriend's shoulder blades to keep him from fully facing Jason.
“What's up..Jaybird” he said and Tim and Dick snickered from where they were. Jason twitched, his arms crossing.
Alright so he wasn’t going to play nice guy anymore, “Break anyone’s bones lately?” he asked snarkily.
“What?” he asked, Tim finally turned around to glare at him, Dick standing up from the table.
“I mean you got super strength and your with our little brother-”
“All right I think that’s enough of that” Dick said stepping up to shove into Jason by leaning against him, making him grunt. Conner stared at them and Tim was already planning the best course of how to take Jason down, wait no he didn’t he had a file already. Maybe he should update it.
“It’s not like that conner” Dick tried to smooth.
“You know how bats are. With that meta rule that used to be around. Jason is uh…kinda old” he said and Jason snapped his head in his direction.
“OLD!”
“Yeah well-” he dodged a fist and then another. Leaping away laughing. Jason’s boots pounding behind him yelling-
“GET THE FUCK OVER HERE-DICK!” as they went.
Tim turned to Conner, to look at him. He was leaning back against the chair.
“Are you ok? You know they didn't mean that right?” He said he settled his staff from where he had grabbed it and chose instead to squeeze next to him, abandoning his current report.
“No. No! It’s fine. I mean I get it. They are your older brothers and are concerned. I would be too but you know Jonathan is uh well protected. I’d say” he said, picking at the corner of his coat. Tim places his hand over Conners.
“Ok so our relationship doesn’t concern others and it shouldn’t. You have never done anything and won’t do anything to me. I know you Conner. They don’t” he said, lacing their fingers. Conner felt that tug at his heart as he looked into his boyfriend's domino mask, wishing he would take it off now they were at the manner. Tim leaned forward, bumping his forehead against the kryptonians.
“Conner your perfect the way you are” before kissing him. Conner hummed, his insides warming at his boyfriend's words. He really did know what to say. But he was still probably going to have to stop him from killing Jason and possibly Dick.
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Boom
It sounded through the entire battlefield. Shaking the ground and causing rubble to slide and car alarms to go off. Bits of debris flew up before landing again.
“Superboy!!” Tim yelled as he made his way to the crater where his boyfriend laid motionless. His heart pounded in his chest and blood rushed in his ears blocking out the other shouts going on around him as he clawed his way to him. He had to see him to make sure he was ok.
He couldnt…he wouldn't go through losing him again.
“Superboy” he breathed for the first time kneeling down beside him. He noticed he looked pale and sweaty. It wouldn’t have scared him so much if there weren't bruises forming on his skin, torn in places and currently sluggishly bleeding from a gash in his forehead. Tim’s heart stopped in his chest.
He gently grabbed onto him and started to heft him up, he needed medical attention, needed-he needed to-
“Robin, give him to me” Superman said, laying a hand gently on his shoulder, Tim hadn’t even realized he had been shaking until he felt a steady warm presence ground him. Tim looked up at Clark, he was reluctant to hand him over, but if it meant he would get to the tower faster to get actual medical attention-
He handed him over, Clark giving him a small reassuring smile before speeding away, Conner wrapped safely in his cloak as he kept a close listen to his heart.
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It wasn’t until hours later Tim finally got to see Conner again. It wasn’t until three days later he woke up. Turns out he had been hit with some sort of ray that had an effect that could temporarily drain powers from metas.
It would take days before it would wear off. They were just lucky that when he was hit it didn’t take all of his powers immediately or that fall would have- Tim shook his head. He wouldn’t think about that, at least not with Conner currently sitting in a hospital bed complaining about how he hasn;t had “real food” in days.
“Tim! I’m serious I really need you to doorda-”
“Didn’t Bruce say no junk food?” he asked, looking up from the computer currently balanced in his lap. He looked to Conner who was sitting up in the bed and looking at him with a pouty look, he scoffed.
“Your so mean to me”
“Said the one who got hit with a ray that can take away powers” he shot back and Conner made a wounded sound, clutching at his chest in mock pain.
“And here I thought my loving, oh so caring boyfriend would take care of me” He batted his eyelashes at him. Tim rolled his eyes, shutting his laptop.
“Mac & Cheese doesn’t count as miracle food”
“It tastes so much better without powers, I’m sure of it!” he said excitedly scooching over to make room for Tim who pulled out his phone. He knows what he wants. He would just ask Jason to pick it up for him. He did owe Conner after all.
“You know…Maybe it isn’t so bad,” Conner added after a couple minutes of silence.
Tim looked at him and raised a brow in question. He bit his lip, shaking his head.
“I mean..losing my powers and all that- I’m normal now” he said, looking at Tim who stared at him in disbelief.
“Conner-”
“Sorry-I mean I just think it’d be easier. Jason is right I could hurt someone…you of all people, but with my powers gone-”
“Conner!” he hadn’t meant to yell but when his jaw clicked shut he breathed a sigh of relief, He shook his head leaning into his space, being careful of his monitors and I.V as he tucked into his side. Holding him like he would slip through his fingers. Conner hugged him back.
It was a bit of an awkward angle but they made it work in the tiny medical slab they called a bed. Conner squeezed him and if Tim was being truthful it did hurt a bit, he had broken a couple of ribs during the fight and being squeezed like this wasn’t doing his body any favors, but this was the first time he had ever felt Conner let loose like this.
Hug him like he wasn’t made of glass and he wasn’t about to let it go. Instead he hugged back with as much love and adoration poured into it as he wrapped them up in the thin cotton sheet shielding them in their own bubble away from the world. It only needed to be them and they would figure it out.