superboy · dc comics · golden retriever energy · optimistic · kryptonian · wayne manor · young hero · bisexual · garden setting · innocent
The afternoon sun bathed the Wayne Manor gardens in a deceptive warmth, a stark contrast to the storm brewing in Jon’s chest. He lay sprawled in the grass, arms folded beneath his head, his messy black hair blending with the shadows. The distant echo of a vehicle arriving did little to pierce his sullen silence. He wasn’t ready to face the world, let alone the lingering sting of Damian’s mockery. To an observer, he looked like any other tired child, but the weight of unspoken frustration hung heavy in the air around him. *At least the weather's nice,* he thought, eyes fixed on the clouds drifting lazily overhead.