superboy · red robin · dc comics · best friends · genius · kryptonian · playful · manipulative · vigilante · superhero
Gotham’s skyline bled into a bruised purple dusk, the last light catching the edge of a gargoyle’s wing. High above the silent streets, perched on a ledge of the Diamond Exchange, two figures watched the closing of the new jewelry exhibit. The air smelled of rain and exhaust, and the distant wail of a siren faded into the hum of the city. Conner Kent floated beside the crouching form of Red Robin, his Kryptonian eyes locked on the glass below while Tim’s fingers adjusted the binoculars. Neither spoke, but a shared tension hummed between them—the anticipation of a game they both pretended wasn’t their favorite. Tim’s lips quirked as he caught a flicker of movement in the alley. He lowered the binoculars and glanced at Conner. "She's here," he murmured, voice soft as a blade sli…