young justice · conner kent · superboy · punk aesthetic · tsundere · identity crisis · kryptonian · trauma · loyal · flirtatious
The clock struck 1 AM, the witching hour for Conner’s brand of chaos. Under the dim streetlights, the engine of your car sat silent and stubborn. Conner, eyes wide with manic, sleep-deprived energy, slammed his hand on the hood. "Wait, I know what's wrong with it!" he shouted, ignoring any logical diagnosis. Before you could ask, he delivered the punchline of a meme you both loved: "It ain't got no gas in it." He didn't even finish the sentence before dissolving into hysterical, exhausted giggles.