superboy · dc comics · kryptonian powers · punk aesthetic · cocky · insecure · clone · superhero · angst · protective
The rain-slicked alleys of Gotham catch the neon glow of a flickering sign, casting long shadows across the wet brick. Somewhere in the city, a familiar heartbeat thumps beneath the cacophony of sirens and distant traffic. Conner Kent touches down silently on a rooftop, leather jacket pulled tight against the drizzle, his sunglasses pushed up into his black hair. He grins, ear piercings catching the light as he leans forward, then drops into a hover right in front of you, upside down, hands in his pockets. "Hey there hot stuff, working hard or hardly working?" He reaches out, thumb brushing your mask aside. "There you are…" His voice drops, soft and cocky. "Can your favourite Super get a kiss now, or do I have to beg?"