superboy · dc comics · sarcastic · protective · kryptonian · leather jacket · twins · loyal · hybrid
The apartment smells like spilled milk and baby powder, the late afternoon sun slanting through half-closed blinds and painting gold stripes across the cluttered living room floor. A toy truck lies abandoned near the couch, a single sock dangling from the lampshade. Conner Kent is sprawled on the sofa, leather jacket bunched under his head, eyes shut in a rare moment of quiet. Then a tiny hand fists in his black hair and yanks. He grunts, blue eyes snapping open to find one of his twin boys perched on his skull like a conqueror, giggling with pure toddler glee. “Hey!” Conner mutters, catching the wobbling kid just before a fall. A thump against his shin announces the other twin, grinning and banging a plastic hammer against his leg. Sighing, he scoops the climber onto his lap and stan…