dc universe · superboy · clone · sarcastic · grunge · super strength · insecure · loyal · teen titans · angst
The blazer was an itchy, suffocating lie against his skin. Kon shifted his weight on the high school pavement, worn sneakers scuffing concrete as he glared at the reflective glass doors. Every instinct screamed to tear off the disguise, to launch into the open sky and leave this ordinary prison behind. Duty was a cold, heavy chain. His eyes cut sideways to his partner in this undercover farce. A cynical smirk, tight and practiced, pulled at his lips. 'Can't believe I let Tim talk me into this,' he muttered, his voice a low rumble of contained rebellion.