REO

I’m Reoricecake but I go by Reo online. I go by she/her and I’m pansexual!

The main thing on my account is probably fanfiction ideas, like a random trope I thought of on a random day.

Normally I never end up posting the fanfictions but I really like sharing ideas lmao. My account on ao3 is omiomi_omiomi but all I’ve posted is Ivantill, my previous fixation. I will try to post some soon, though.

Sometimes I just make skits or headcannons too 😄

What I post:

- TimKon

- BluePulse

- Batfam

- Young Justice

- Justice League

I mainly like fluff, but there’s occasional drabbles of other things.

Usually I post everyday, it’s on the queue function thing, but I have mind blanks sometimes. I try to post at least twice a week, though.

Yippee I cannot do intros help but yeah this is my account :p

Kon: Hey Rob, I was wondering— What is that?

Tim: *looking up from his laptop*

Tim: What is what?

Kon: *points at his laptop*

Kon: Am I seeing this correctly? You have.. more than a million rows on spreadsheet?!

Tim: Uh. Yes. I didn’t realise it got that big.

Kon: How are you functioning right now.

Tim: *shrugs*

Kon: Okay. What’s the spreadsheet on?

Tim: What?

Kon: What sort of topic requires more than a million rows?

Tim: Well, I was working on the Wayne Enterprises’ current projects, but I got a little sidetracked and—

Tim: *starts going off on a tangent*

Kon: *literally falling in love*

— three hours later —

Tim: I think I need to get back on my work.

Kon: *hand propped up with his head leaning against it, looking awestruck*

Kon: Hmm?

Tim: I need to focus on my spreadsheet again. Sorry, Kon.

Kon: No worries. I’ll just, observe you.

(Not in a creepy way)

Usually, Tim is quite stoic about everything. He doesn’t really show interest in certain things.

Unless it’s about photography. Unless it’s about skateboarding.

The first time he showed any specific interest was when the Young Justice hung out at the arcade. Kon noticed Tim would look at the lights in the room, then at random people. At first, Kon thought he was admiring how attractive they were. But he saw Tim moving around, trying to find an angle.

“What are you doing?” Kon asked, unable to contain his curiosity. Tim jumped, then blushed slightly.

“I was finding an angle. I.. want to take photos of them.” Tim scratched the back of his neck, not meeting Kon’s eye.

“That’s cool.” Kon said. Because it was. Tim liked photography. That was cool.

Tim shrugged. “I guess.”

They left it at that. Kon got Tim new lenses and straps for his birthday that year.

Kon smiled as he watched Tim admire his new belongings.

—

The next time was when Kon flew to Gotham to hang out. He didn’t tell Tim prior, but he was sure he was free today. As he tracked down his heartbeat, he frowned at the unusual location.

When he touched down, he could hear the sound of a skateboard. He looked around to see Tim on his skateboard, looking free. He looked focused, but blissed at the same time. It looked like Tim was having fun.

So much fun that he didn’t notice him until Kon coughed.

Tim jumped, nearly stumbling on his board, and scooted over.

“Hey, Kon. What brings you to Gotham?” He was a little out of breath, his cheeks slightly red. Kon liked that look.

“I wanted to hang out. You’re usually free this time, so I.. yeah.”

“Oh sure. Let me just, put it away—“ Tim picked up his skateboard, ready to pack it.

“No! I don’t mind watching. In fact, you can keep going.” Kon blurted. He wanted to watch. Okay, that sounds a bit creepy, but he really wanted to watch.

“Ohhkay. Are you sure?”

Kon responded by nodding rapidly.

Tim slowly went back to where he was previously, just rolling around a bit until he was more comfortable.

He went onto the tricks later on, doing a flip and kneeling on his skate. Kon was in awe.

Kon was so concentrated on his actions that he didn’t notice Tim’s slight blush he had the whole time.

—

These days, Kon was getting closer to Tim. And Tim was slowly opening up. He started talking about his photography, and his skateboarding tricks. Kon was overjoyed.

He didn’t know why, but he enjoyed seeing Tim being so.. teenager-like. It was quite unusual on the all-serious-Batman’s-sidekick Robin, but Kon liked it. He wanted to see more of it.

“—what about you?” Tim asked, pulling Kon out of his thoughts.

“What?”

“What do you like to do?”

Kon didn’t know how to answer.

“Uh… watch you?” He said. That came out wrong. He immediately waved his hands, blushing furiously. “I meant, like admire you! Like, look at you while you do things! Not watch as in a stalking way, nope. I like watching you when you talk about photography, or when you do or even talk about your skateboarding, I find it really nice to look at you and—“

“Kon! I get it.” Tim was also blushing, and Kon wanted to crawl into a hole and rot. “I… understand.”

“..okay.”

There was a sigh on Tim’s end. “Kon.”

Kon stiffened up. “Yeah?”

“I like you.”

Stop. Reboot. Because, what?

“What?”

Tim smiled. “I like you.”

Kon could die happy.

Tim: I just don’t think that’s appropriate for this occasion.

Kon: *looking down at his shorts*

Kon: Come on, Rob. We’re going to the beach. What else do we need?

Tim: Are you not bringing anything else? In case of an emergency?

Kon: Only you, Rob. Fine, I’ll bring my uniform. Just in case.

Tim: Thank you.

— at the beach —

Cassie: Tim?

Tim: …

Cassie: Uh, Tim?

Tim: *looking at Kon surfing, watching the way his hair sways and the way his tan looks under the sun*

Cassie: Oh my god, he’s having his gay awakening.

Bart: Who’s having his gay awakening?

Tim: Me.

Cassie: And he admits it!

Tim: I need. A moment.

—

Kon: Hey, where’s Tim?

Bart: He’s uh, having a moment.

Tim: *in the bathroom, head in his hands*

Tim: Oh my god I might be gay. Wait, am I gay? Or is it just because its my best friend? Am I actually homosexual?

Kon: *who can hear this*

Kon: Oh wow he’s having a crisis.

Cassie: and whose fault is that?

1.

Young justice was made. Kon was happy, he found his group of people. But he didn’t really feel like Robin was in the group. He was so distant, hiding behind a mask and only speaking to Kon and Bart about surface level things. He could tell Robin wanted to be set free, to have fun. But the burden of the mantle seemed to weigh down on him.

He wanted to hug Robin.

2.

Tim and Kon had been getting closer lately. With so many missions together, it was inevitable. And recently, Tim was able to reveal more about himself. Kon was overjoyed. But the Robin was busy. He had many cases he had to work on, and his mind was always elsewhere. Sometimes, Kon wished he could have him all to himself. No worries, no work, no vigilante stuff, just Tim and Kon.

But that wasn’t happening ent time soon.

3.

Kon was dying. The battle against Superboy-prime was brutal, and Kon felt himself slowly losing his vision. Kon didn’t think he would be dying this soon. He strained his ears one last time. Ba-dum, ba-dum. He could hear Tim. That was good. He wished Tim was here.

4.

When Kon was resurrected, the first thing he did was look for Tim. He heard his steady heartbeat, and was relieved. It had been a whole year since he had died. Kon didn’t know what he would say. He flew over to where Tim was, trying to be stealthy. And when he landed nearby, he saw the relief in Tim’s eyes.

They hugged, and Kon wished he never let go.

5.

Tim was dating Bernard. Tim came out as bisexual, holding hands with the civilian, and Kon didn’t know how to feel. He should’ve been happy. He found a partner, he found someone that made him happy, but Kon couldn’t help but wonder. Could it have been him, in Bernard’s place? Could he have been the person Tim looked at so lovingly?

Kon smiled, congratulating them.

+1 (this is entirelyyyy made up so like yeah I love TimBer but just for the plot trust)

It had been a couple months since Tim quit his whole vigilante thing. When Connor heard about it, he was confused. He didn’t understand why, why now, when he was so happy being a vigilante. When he was so happy saving lives, risking his life for others. Now, he just wanted to see his best friend.

Kon flew to Gotham, searching for Tim. He found him (of course he did, he memorized his heartbeat years ago—) in an apartment he didn’t recognize. Bernard’s, most likely. Or Tim’s new apartment.

He landed outside the balcony, listening to their conversation.

“—I’m sorry.”

Kon heard someone leaving through the front door. Bernard just left. He opened the door and walked in quietly, finding Tim sitting in the dining room.

“Rough night?”

Tim looks up, looking a little heartbroken.

“Bernard just broke up with me.”

Kon blinks. “Oh.” He holds out his arms. “Do you want a hug?”

He had barely finished the sentence when he felt his arms wrap around him. Tim let out his tears silently, and squeezed so much it would actually hurt if he didn’t have invulnerability.

Kon was always surprised when Tim showed strong emotions. He always forgot that he was human.

Cassie: You’re still injured? Where did you get hurt again?

Tim: my—

Kon: Popliteal fossa. Recovering in about a week and two days.

Cassie: *looks at Kon*

Cassie: *looks at Tim*

Cassie: Your what?

Tim: Uh, like. Behind my knee.

Cassie: I see.

Kon: That’s basically what I said.

Tim: *dying inside*

—

(YJ watching Wendy the werewolf stalker)

Tim: Honestly, I don’t even remember where we left it.

Bart: I think we were like, on season 3, episode.. 4ish?

Kon: Season 3 episode 6, 15 minutes 12 seconds in.

Cassie:

Bart:

Tim:

Kon: What? You guys wanted to know.

Kon: *notices Tim still staring*

Kon: You alright?

Tim: *blushing*

Tim: Just peachy.

—

Kon: Hey, I got you guys your orders.

Cassie: Thanks, it’s my favorite!

Kon: I know.

Tim: You got my usual?

Kon: Of course.

Bart: Did you get my trenta-sized Iced White Chocolate Mocha, but blended—

Kon: And made with oat milk? With 6 shots of decaf espresso, 3 pumps of hazelnut syrup, 3 pumps of toffee nut, and 4 pumps of sugar-free cinnamon dolce? Yep. I got your order.

Bart: Thanks, man.

Tim: I need to examine your memory.

Kon: Sure!

—

Tim: What date did we meet?

Kon: July 1996.

Tim: What time was it when we first had a conversation today?

Kon: 11:13 am.

Tim: Since when have you known my heartbeat?

Kon: Three months after we formed Young Justice.

Tim: Alright.

Kon: ..is that all?

Tim: literally date me.

Kon: *smiling*

A couple years after young justice was made, Kon finds a random (but very expensive looking) watch left in a package at his front door. He’s confused, because it’s one of the watches he’d been eyeing whenever he went out.

Nonetheless, he’s quite happy about it. He doesn’t question where it comes from.

The next time it happens is at the tower. Outside his door is a random plushie of.. himself? He observes it for a while, making sure it’s not a hidden bomb. There’s nothing.

He takes it into his room. It’s left on his bed.

When Kon wakes up, there’s a car key at his desk. He’s pretty certain he didn’t take anyone’s car. Thinking about it, he might’ve missed it last night since he flew inside late and went to bed immediately. He squints at the object.

Stuffing it in his pocket, he went out of his apartment, ready to go to the tower, when he sees a car right in front of the apartment. One he hasn’t seen before. He’s a bit annoyed, as the parking space is only for the apartment residents. But it looks expensive, and it makes Kon curious.

He examines the car, trying to get a hint on who’s it could be, when there’s a letter on the windshield.

For Conner Kent

Okay, count him officially freaked out. Who’s have been giving him these gifts, and for what purpose?

Slowly, he takes out the car keys from earlier and tries to open the car. The car beeps as it’s unlocked.

Kon shudders.

“Kon?” Tim says, appearing out of nowhere. Kon jumps. “Sorry. I usually don’t freak you out. What’s up?”

Kon sighs. “I don’t know. There’s this random person that’s been giving me gifts.”

“Oh?” Tim tilts his head. “And what’s the issue?”

“It’s just, it’s a bit random. They gave me the watch I was eyeing for a while, it wasn’t even on my wish list or anything! And then they gave me a plushie of myself, in the tower! There’s barely anyone that has access to the tower. And then they gave me a fucking car. Who even does that?”

“I see. Do you feel.. uncomfortable?” Tim is wearing an emotion Kon cannot read.

“Yes! I wish they would just, I don’t know, gift me these things in person.”

“Ah. I’ll do my best.” And then Tim walks away.

Kon sighs. At least Tim will be looking into his stalker.

Later in the day, as he’s scrolling on his phone, he hears a knock at his door. He isn’t expecting anyone, so he uses his x-ray. It’s Tim.

Maybe he found the stalker.

He opens the door eagerly, and finds himself with a face full of flowers.

“Hey Kon.”

Kon feels himself blushing. “T-Tim. What’s this?”

“You wanted me to be upfront. So, I got you flowers. And this.”

In his other hand is a box of chocolate. He recognises them as one of the most expensive chocolates. Kon gets redder than before.

“It’s you. You’re the.. gift giver.”

“It’s me.” Tim smiles. “Do you want to go on a date with me?”

Kon smiles back.

Kon didn’t really have a childhood. He was basically media trained from the moment he stepped out, in the spotlight. He never got to have fun.

His time in Hawaii was very questionable as well, and he didn’t really get the opportunity to socialise properly.

But when he joint-made the Young Justice team, he was able to actually make friends. He actually had fun, actually had people his age, actually bonded with them.

In short, he was living his life.

But there was something missing. It was like an invisible force, nagging at him constantly.

Kon wasn’t sure what it could be. He believed he had everything he needed.

Then he got closer to Tim. The nagging got worse, and didn’t know what to do about this feeling. Whenever Tim was nearby, Kon would ache for something. Whatever Tim smiled at him, Kon felt nauseous. 

Naturally, he strayed away from Robin.

They drifted apart, not talking much outside of work, and practically was just. Awkward.

But the feeling didn’t go away. In fact, it was worse. He felt horrible, and even the thought of Tim make him sick.

Kon eventually caved. He told Tim.

They met up at a café, and he spilt everything. He told him how sick he felt whenever Tim was smiling at him, or even near him. He told him how whenever they hugged, there was a feeling of bliss before it went away horribly. He also explained how the feeling had been there even before meeting Tim, practically as soon as he came out of the lab. 

Tim listened to this with a blank expression. There was nothing that gave away how he was feeling, and Kon didn’t know if he appreciated it or not.

When he finished, Tim stood up. He walked around the table and stood next to where Kon was sitting.

“Kon. I think you’re touch deprived.”

The super furrowed his eyes, confused. Tim continued.

“From your description, it seems like it’s a physical touch you’re missing. You mentioned you felt a little better when I touched you before it felt horrible. I think it’s because the contact ends before you are comfortable, making you feel worse.”

Kon thought about this. It made sense, but Kon wasn’t sure why he was feeling that way. Tim seemed to know what he was thinking.

“If you come out of the labs, information inputted inside your brain but no real experience, I’m sure your body would be craving the touch that you have ‘memories’ of.”

“So, I need to hug people?”

“Yes. But also, touch people more in general.” Tim held out his arms. “Can I hug you?”

Kon smiled. “Yeah, sure.”

Another thought occurred to him. “Why does the feeling get worse with you?”

Tim paused. “I guess it’s because you consider me your closest friend? I’m aware we don’t really make physical contact in general, minus sparring and stuff, so your body might.. crave my touch more?”

Kon blushed.

“I know it sounds weird. But I swear it’s normal, for those with touch deprivation.”

“Okay. Can we go back to the tower?”

“Of course.”

From then on, the two of them have been more interactive. They hugged, side hugged, even held hands. They even cuddled some nights at the tower.

The feeling subsided plenty. Kon knew it would never really go away, not anytime soon, but he was very happy with what he had.

Tim first stalks Superboy because he’s a new kryptonian, and he might be a danger. He’s not hard to find, seeing as he’s basically famous already due to Lex.

The vigilante gathers information and even goes to metropolis for some photos sometimes.

Before he clicks the photo, Superboy looks straight at the camera.

And Superboy appears in front of him.

Tim jumps back, hand hovering over his belt, and narrows his eyes. He knew Superboy would be good, but not that good.

The meta tilts his head, a smirk forming on his face.

“You could’ve just asked for a photo, you know?”

Tim sighs internally. Of course he would flirt. He keeps up a different attitude on the outside, though. He goes for sort-of-shy-but-not-afraid.

“Guess I wanted to ‘get to know you better’ first.” Tim gives a small smile. Wow, he sounds like a stalker.

“Oh?” Superboy looks intrigued. That’s not good. “What’s your name, roaming bird?”

Tim tries to not look down at his costume. He does not look like a bird, thank you very much.

“Robin. You’ll see me around, I’m sure.” It was time to wrap this up. With a wink, he whipped out his grapple and went up on the nearest rooftop.

He did his disappearing act, surprising the other. Tim waited a couple minutes to make sure Superboy wasn’t following or finding him before heading back to Gotham on his bike.

He thought nothing of this interaction.

From then on, Tim feels like he’s being watched. He knows he’s not being paranoid, either. He constantly feels a pair of eyes whenever he’s at patrol. When he looks back, he sees nothing.

Then comes the photos. In his room, one random day, there is a pile of photos on his desk. There are various photos of him as Robin.

Tim is caught off guard.

He doesn’t have any leads. He doesn’t have suspects. It’s just. There. No fingerprints on the photos, no clue in the photos either because the angles are so inconsistent. It’s like the stalker is everywhere.

Because he can’t get any information, he reluctantly leaves it. He looks back into Superboy though, partly because he wants to escape Gotham for a while, and partly because he’s curious about the new super.

He goes back into Metropolis, to look for him. After roaming around the rooftops for awhile, there’s a sudden breeze and Superboy is right in front of him. 

Superboy smiles.

“Did you like the photos I gave you?”

Tim freezes.

“What?”

“The photos. The one I gave you. At your desk, you couldn’t have missed it.”

And everything clicks into place. The slightly messy photos because of inexperience, the random angles taken from Superboy flying around.

Tim squints behind his domino mask.

“So you sent me them. Why?”

“To ‘get to know you better’.” Superboy’s smile never falters. “Do you think I did well?”

Tim puts two and two together. Because the clone is relatively new, he basically had no social cues. So he stalked Tim. And thought it was relatively normal.

“Why did you stalk me?” Tim asked, ignoring Superboy’s question.

There’s no hesitation. “Because you stalked me.”

Tim is perplexed. Superboy continues talking.

“I heard some people like to know people better before pursuing them. You stalked me, and I was interested, so I stalked back.”

It takes every muscle in his body to stop himself from face palming. Of course Superboy thought he had a crush on him. Of course.

“So, you’re interested?” Robin asks.

“Yes. Are you?”

Tim mulls it over. Honestly, this is kind of hot. Stalking has always been Tim’s forte, and someone else stalking him for romantic intentions are.. intriguing.

He smiles. “I am.”

So what I’m getting is that he grew up in a very non-touchy environment, and he was basically never really raised with that much touch. So naturally, he would try to stray away from it, because he’s not used to it, but I think that, in my opinion, he would eventually be comfortable enough to do simple touches like hugging and holding hands, but would naturally be a little afraid before doing so.

So, timkon.

(Naturally, Kon it’s also quite touched deprived because of the whole cloning situation, and I would like to think they navigate whether they’re comfortable and not comfortable with later on in their relationship )

Okay so I think it would be little details noticed from Kon at the start. Like start of their friendship. Whenever they do something good, and Kon goes for a high five, Tim hesitates. But it’s more like a slight hesitation that no human would notice, but it’s hesitation in Kon’s eyes. He knows there was a split second decision.

At first, he would wonder if he ever did anything to make Tim scared of him, but he realizes it’s deeper than that. He keeps observing him from afar, and sees that he does it basically everyone, including Bart and even Nightwing.

Kon doesn’t say anything. But tries to avoid touching Tim too much, because he isn’t sure about how to feel about that.

Tim, on the other hand, has noticed how Kon is a touchy guy. He loves physical affection, and isn’t afraid to go ahead and hug anyone. And Tim is aware that Kon tends to avoid touching Tim too much. Although he’s grateful, he’s sort of concerned because he didn’t know the reason behind it.

When they start dating, they talk about it. Eventually.

Tim admits he didn’t grow up with much, and doesn’t really feel comfortable with physical affection unless they’re really close. And over the years, he’s gotten very comfortable with people, like the bat family and his teammates. So he doesn’t think it’s much of a problem anymore. But he would like to set some boundaries as well.

Kon listens and notes this down mentally.

At Kon’s turn, he tells Tim how he enjoys physical touch and constantly craves it. He feels lonely without regular hugs and stuff. That’s what you get for coming out of the labs. He would love to have Tim be the subject of most of his affection, physically, but he’s also always alright with that not being one of the things Tim is keen about.

Tim smiles. “I’m most comfortable around you, Kon. Of course we can cuddle.”

Kon making the worst excuses when it comes to Tim.

Kon: Wow, he’s actually so fine, like wow.

Cassie: Please stop sighing in my ear and fucking get together.

Bart: *munching on popcorn*

Bart: How many times are we going to hear him say that before he actually does something?

Kon: Probably like more than 100 times.

Cassie: Please just fuck already.

—

Bart: So, the hand placement? Real slick there.

Kon: What? It’s, normal.

Bart: One allegedly heterosexual man and a bisexual man. Basically holding onto each other as if not touching the other would destroy them. Hand around WAIST and NECK.

Kon: You got it. Minus the part where you said I would die without touching him. What’s the issue in that?

Bart: I am. Going to leave.

Kon: Hello? Explain?

—

Kon: You know what.

Cassie: We know, Kon, ‘his ass is glorious’, or ‘his hair sways so elegantly’.

Kon: I do not sound like that!

Bart: Sure.

Kon: Serious! Anyway, back to the topic.

Bart: Here we go..

Kon: I’m going to do it. Ask him out.

Cassie: *nearly falls out of her chair*

Cassie: You’re doing what?

Bart: *choking on his food*

Kon: Wow, is it really that surprising?

Cassie and Bart: YES

—

(After Kon gave the most emotional— definitely platonic— speech to Tim)

Tim: Aw, you’re such a great friend.

Cassie:

Bart:

Clark: Thank you Bruce, for inviting me to your dinner.

Bruce: Not a problem. Just a pre-warning, my children might also bring some guests over.

Clark: Ah, that’s fine. The more the merrier.

—

Tim and Kon: *entering the scene*

Tim: Hey Bruce, I’m here for the dinner. Hey Clark.

Kon: Hello Mister Wayne, and Clark? What are you doing here?

Clark: Hi there, Tim. Kon. Same reason as you, I’m sure.

Kon: Cool, cool.

Bruce: And it’s just Bruce, Kon.

Kon: *rubbing the back of his head*

Kon: Oh yeah, I keep forgetting.

Bruce: Kon is your guest for tonight, I’m guessing?

Tim: Yep. When is he not?

Kon: *warps a arm around Tim’s shoulder*

Kon: What can I say, it’s the Kent charm.

Tim: Uh huh.

—

Dick: Hey, B! And is that Clark?

Clark: Hello, Dick. I haven’t seen you in a while.

Dick: Yeah, I’m kind of surprised you’re here. You’re here for the dinner?

Clark: I am.

Bruce: Did you not bring anyone over—

Wally: *speeds next to Dick*

Dick: Here he is!

Wally: Hey, sorry I’m a bit late.

Bruce: You’re just on time.

—

Jason: Old man. Roy. Roy. Old man.

Roy: When are you going to introduce us normally?

Jason: Probably never.

Bruce: It’s good to see you, Roy. And you too, Jason.

Jason: Whatever.

Jason: *spots Clark*

Jason: Uncle Clark? Is.. Is aunt Diana here too?

Bruce: No.

Jason: Bummer.

—

Damian: *walking down the stairs*

Damian: Father. I have acquired a guest, as everyone seems to have one also.

Bruce: How did you even—?

Jon: *comes flying down the stairs behind Damian*

Jon: Hello! I’m Damian’s guest. Is that dad?

Clark: Hey, Jonno. Is everyone I know in the universe going to be here?

Bruce: At this point, maybe.

—

Steph: Hey, B!

Bruce: …Steph, who invited you?

Cass: I did.

Bruce: Of course.

Steph: Is that superman?

The best one is probably a gala. So Tim wants a date for his gala, one that will spite Bruce (or at least he thinks will) because he’s a little annoyed at Bruce.

He texts Kon.

Will you go to the gala with me on Saturday?

Read

wait, as tim and kon..?

Yes. It’s black tie, I’ll send you a suit

Read

youre being serious?

Of course I am.

Read

sure sure that’s fine

see you Saturday

See you then

Read

Tim doesn’t pay it much attention but Kon is. In fact, he’s panicking because he hasn’t been to these formal events in forever. He’s nervous because Tim just asked him out! On a date!

He’s nervous the whole day and keeps checking the chat to make sure he’s not hallucinating.

Kon eventually decides he is not hallucinating. Then, on Friday, he is sent the suit. He tries them on, but struggles to choose which one. Blushing down to his neck, he sends them all to Tim and asks which one he likes the best.

Tim chooses the one that has the red tie.

At the gala, Tim is immediately latching on to him, complimenting him loudly. Kon blushes, but reluctantly compliments him back. Tim, in full Tim Drake persona, only gives him a flirty wink. Kon thinks he could die happy.

Tim, on the other hand, is even more annoyed. Because surely, Bruce would be disappointed that hes going out with Kon? He has a whole ‘no metas in Gotham’ thing and he really thought Bruce would get mad. But the man only gives him a supporting smile, and even says “I’m glad you worked things out” because what?! He didn’t have anything to work out with Kon, thank you very much.

But he thinks this over. They have always had this sort of tension, and they would always be a little more than best friends but not lovers. He contemplates this for a while, until it is time to dance.

Kon, having built up the courage over the past couple minutes, asks him to go for a twirl on the dance floor. Tim agrees, and they both (stiffly) go to their positions. Tim’s persona is gone, his cheeks tinted pink, and Kon has a nervous face with cherry red ears. Nonetheless, they both enjoy the dance. Whenever they make eye contact, one quickly looks away, but they secretly like this moment.

At the end of the gala, Tim drags Kon away to talk.

“I’m sorry I put you through all this, Kon.” Tim says, apologetically.

Kon only smiles. “Hey, it’s fine. I agreed to it, and it was a nice date, anyway.”

Tim blushes. “Yeah. I guess.”

“So, when’s the next one going to be?”

“The next gala? Well, I wasn’t sure if id ask you again because you were looking quite uncomfortable but—“

Kon interrupts him. “I mean the next date.”

Tim is speechless. “Date?”

“Yeah, date. When’s our next one?” He repeats slowly.

The detective comes to the conclusion that Kon thought this was real. And that he was willing to go on another one. Tim blinks.

“Maybe.. the arcade?” Tim asks. He’s now hopeful.

Kon smiles like he got gifted the sun. “Sure.”

So in the end, Tim realised that Kon thought this was real, so he just decided to go along with the flow. Eventually, he would have to tell him, right?

I think the heroes part yes, but maybe not the mystery ones. Like Tim.

Of course, he knows about Batman. And he knows the rumours of him having a sidekick. So Kon, being the curious person he is, goes into Gotham to find these people (he just ignored the no metas in Gotham rule. Hey, it was his first time living.).

While going around the place, he picks up on these heartbeats. There are some thugs, and some other guy beating them. Kon first thinks it’s Batman, but comes to the conclusion that it’s not. He’s in a red, green and yellow costume.

Kon goes through all of his information on heroes and realises this might the rumoured Robin.

He doesn’t approach him until the thugs are all down. He watches from behind the roof, watching the scene below.

“You can come out now.” The Robin says, and Kon jumps. Surely, he didn’t see him? “I know you’re there, on the roof.”

Kon is immediately impressed. He floats down, hands up in surrender to show he’s not hostile.

“I’m Superboy.” He says, smiling a little.

“I know. What are you doing here in Gotham?” The vigilante says, eyes narrowing behind the mask.

Superboy explains he is here to see if Robin exists. And now that he knows he does exist, Robin tells him to leave.

“Will I see you again?” He asks, hopeful.

Robin tilts his head, adjusting his grapple. “We’ll see.” And he grapples away and disappears before Kon can chase him. Kon doesn’t know how he can lose the person when he can literally track their heartbeat.

From then on, Kon is very very interested in Robin. He wants to know everything about him. He finds out he has been a vigilante for about 14 years. Kon doesn’t believe it, because from what he’s seen, the vigilante looks around his age. He couldn’t have been a sidekick since he was in his diapers.

He does some digging and sees that there are rumours that there have been multiple robins. He thinks that makes sense. Then, kon tries to find Robin again, flying around Gotham mindlessly. Then Robin calls him over, telling him off about how obvious he is, and how dangerous it is for a meta to be in Gotham.

The two of them end up talking for a while.

Before Kon flies off back to Smallville, Tim gives him a post it note from god knows where.

“My number. So you don’t have to run around like a headless chicken to find me next time.”

Kon smiles.

Fast forward a couple years when YJ has formed. Kon is much closer to Tim (yes, he revealed his name!) and they’ve been best friends for a while. Kon is happy with that, until.

Until Bart points their dynamic out to Kon.

“You guys are like an old married couple that relies on each other without question.”

Kon gets the reliance part. And then he thinks about the married couple part. Are they? Is he? Is that even allowed?

The kryptonian then investigates what a friend really means. He then searches up lovers. And then he finds out about homosexuals.

Basically, he has a revelation about the LGBTQ+ community.

A couple days later, he comes out as pansexual.

Also, he talks it out with Tim. He confesses and tells the vigilante he wants to be his boyfriend, not just best friend.

Tim: He’s not into men, Cassie.

Cassie: *raises eyebrow*

Cassie: Are we talking about the same Kon right now?

Tim: Yes! He’s had, like, several partners and they were all women!

Cassie: Okay but have you seen how he dresses though?

Tim: You can’t just base sexuality off their clothing!

Cassie: When it comes to Kon you can.

—

Bart: Okay but the hand placement?

Tim: What do you mean?

Bart: He had his arm literally around your waist.

Tim: So? It’s normal.

Bart:

—

Tim: *staring at Kon*

Cassie: Stop that.

Tim: Huh?

Cassie: Don’t yearn when you can have.

Tim: But I can’t have.

Cassie: Did you literally not see the wink he gave you?

Tim: Yeah, but it was just a friendly wink.

Cassie: Your mind is an interesting place, Tim.

—

(After Kon gave the most emotional— definitely platonic— speech to Tim)

Tim: Aw, you’re such a great friend.

Bart:

Cassie:

—

Tim: Yeah, he looks completely different. I mean, his eyes literally grew, I swear.

Kon: It is physically impossible for that to happen. Your eyes remain the same size from birth to death.

Tim: Oh.

Kon: Maybe it’s the wrong person you saw? Or someone’s impersonating him?

Tim: …you’re right. Thanks, Kon.

—

(On an outer space mission)

Timkon: *having to hold onto each other or they would get torn apart with the pressure of the spacecraft*

Kon: We’re like otters.

Tim: Uh huh. And what led you to this conclusion?

Kon: Well, they go to sleep holding hands to not drift apart!

Tim:

Tim: I think this is more life and death, Kon.

Kon: Still.

—

Cassie: I can barely see.

Bart: It’s literally pitch black right now.

Tim: Just try to navigate by following voices, alright?

Kon: The body actually gives off light, so try focus real hard.

Cassie: Rightttt, let me just get my night vision goggles.

Kon: I’m being serious!

—

Bart: *Makes a horrific sneezing sound*

Tim: Who died?

Bart: Ugh, it’s like I sneezed and took a breath at the same time.

Kon: Scientifically, that’s not possible.

So like it starts with a regular hangout, Connor having to meet him at Gotham because of some reason.

Instead they’re at one of the restaurants and Tim happens to get some Red Robin merch. He goes to throw it away, but Kon goes like “I want it” as a joke, so he ends up taking it home with him. 

Now, usually, he would just leave it somewhere and forget about it, right? No. He tries to leave the figurine at his bedside table and finds it not right. He moves it to his table table, where he does whatever, but it still doesn’t feel good. He ends up having to rearrange his entire shelf to put a space for the Red Robin figurine.

Next time, it’s when he’s flying by a random shop. He flies by his usual superhero merchandise shop he sees everyday, but he immediately sees this limited edition figurine of Red Robin displayed. Since RR isn’t well known, there’s only two days to get this limited edition thing. Kon immediately changes course and goes to Lex.

He leaves Lex Corps with a couple thousand dollars in his pocket. Kon ends up using it all to get the figure. The figure ends up next to the other figurine he got.

This keeps going on and on, until he has nearly a whole shelf full of just his best friend. I bet it would be funny if he had a couple of posters too. Kon could genuinely be doing this subconsciously, like ‘this would be fun to show him later on’, but it keeps piling up because he never has a chance to show Tim.

Eventually, he gets embarrassed about the amount of merch he has of his platonic best friend. When he gets the opportunity to show Tim his room, he does not take it.

And then Tim and Connor start dating. Kon is of course over the moon and excited, but he’s still quite nervous to show his room. In fact, he tries to avoid showing his boyfriend his room because once you enter, it’s just pure Red Robin coded. 

Of course, with him being the detective he is, finds out something is up, and then ends up confronting him. Kon very reluctantly admits that he doesn’t really want to show his room because he has something embarrassing there, and Tim is very reassuring, promising he won’t leave Kon just because of something he has.

Then, Kon is willing to show his room, and once he opens his door, Tim is frozen.

“Is that.. a rare poster of me? From when I was just Robin?”

“..yes. It took me weeks to get my hands on it.”

The weird thing about this reveal is that Tim is, in fact, not weirded out at all. He just takes it in, and smiles at Kon.

Until one day Tim brings him over to the manor for a surprise. He leads Kon to a different room, and Kon is surprised to see himself everywhere.

Tim shyly admits he’s been collecting him too, but he has a lot more because SB is quite popular.