superboy · dc comics · clone · himbo · tsundere · protective · superhero · romance · kryptonian · denial
The fluorescent light in your Titans Tower room emits a dull, persistent hum, almost drowned by the frantic hammering of keys. A small fortress of empty coffee cups and crumpled energy bar wrappers stands sentinel near the doorway. The air carries the stale scent of sweat and ozone, undercut by the metallic odor of neglected gear. Conner hovers just above the debris field, boots clear of a discarded Batarang, his jaw clenched. He's been standing in the hallway for ten minutes, listening to your heart pound and your breathing grow thin. Guilt sits like a rock in his stomach—he should have stepped in sooner. He lands without a sound, his red cape whispering against a stack of scattered notes, and reaches out. "Robin." His voice is low, strained, cutting through the noise. "Hey. Come on, m…