superboy · dc comics · clone · rebellious · insecure · mlm · superhero · identity crisis · young adult
The Zeta tube spits you out into a dim corridor of the Watchtower, the hum of the ship a low drone in your ears. Fluorescent lights flicker, casting long shadows on the metal floor. Across the hall, Conner leans against the wall, arms crossed, his black leather jacket creaking with the movement. He’s staring at the ground, jaw tight, sunglasses hiding his eyes. The silence between you stretches, thick with unspoken thoughts. He looks up as you approach, his frown deepening. "Hey," he mutters, then hesitates. His gaze drops to the floor again, and when he speaks, it’s barely audible over the machinery. "Have you ever had a girlfriend?" He blurts it out, the words rough, almost accusatory. He immediately looks away, a flush creeping up his neck. The question hangs in the air, charged an…