#konel

I know my love was different from yours... But it was love too.

mentions: conner and reader in a secret relationship, slightly suggestive (making out), reader is bruce wayne's daughter (doesnt matter if bio or not), not a vigilante, you get caught by tim lool, tim being big brother of the year and covering for you guys (this was supposed to be a drabble... also conner kent from the comics is gen so fine i love him with the glasses and leather jacket)

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sneaking your boyfriend into your home was typical teenage stuff. but when your boyfriend is half kryptonian and sneaking into a manor filled with gotham’s vigilantes, it was different— yet it felt normal

you were sitting cross legged on your bed, window already cracked open and checking the time for the third time in the last minute, like that was going to make conner arrive any faster. now, why were you at home instead of doing crime work like your family? 

well —truth be told— you weren’t a vigilante like any of them. instead, you lived your life out as bruce wayne’s daughter, often accompanying him in galas and events and such. and out of your siblings, you were one of— if not, the only— one with both a social and public life. and just like tonight, you often had the manor to yourself whenever they went out in patrol

after texting conner on his eta, a soft tap was heard from your window a second later-- right on cue.

immediately, you’re up from your bed, walking across the room and pushing the window more open. along with the familiar cool night air, a familiar silhouette pulled himself onto the ledge. his boots landed on the floor, your boyfriend now standing in your room “wow” conner said under his breath, glancing around your room like he hasn’t been here before. “still can’t believe you live here.” that made you let out a small snort, closing the window behind him before walking towards him. “you’ve been here before” you said with amusement “yeah, but usually through the front door like a respectable person.” “and whose idea was this again?” “yours” “…fair” and just like that, the joking energy shifts. you place your arms around his neck and instinctively, conner wrapped his arms around your waist. there was no awkwardness— not like before you started dating— now it’s just comfortable, easy, real “hey” he murmured softly, making you smile— the same smile that always made conner’s gaze soften under his shades. “hi” you murmured back. “heard you went off world in a mission with kyle” “mhm” he confirmed, thumbs now rubbing on your waist. “missed you, you know” you said, eyes going down to his lips. “a lot” you looked back up but with a different look in your eyes— a look only conner kent knew a grin went on his lips. “really now?” he teased, bringing your body closer to him until you felt the coolness of his leather jacket. you just shrugged, letting your fingers trace the line of his jaw while the other was gently playing with his hair. “maybe” you whispered “wanna show me how much, pretty girl?” his voice darkened as he slowly leaned in, his breath hitting your lips. you just bit your bottom lip from grinning even more, silently nodding before leaning closer and making contact on his lips with yours. a muffled sigh was heard from him, his hand trailing up to cup your face. you could tell that he missed you just as much as you did with he. 

he quickly broke the kiss to take off his glasses before going back onto your lips, but hungrier. a soft moan vibrated from your lips to his, slowly backing him up till he landed on your bed. conner broke the kiss, a dazed grin on his lips as he propped up on his elbows on your overexpensive sheets, only to see you crawling to him. god, what a sight. 

“missed me that bad?” conner teased but he was silenced with your lips once more as you were now on top of him, back arched and bodies pressed onto one another. a quiet groan was heard from conner, making you smirk in between the kiss before your hands went lower and lower— all the way to the buckle of his belt

and just as your fingers brush the metal of his belt, there was a sharp click from the door. “…i knew it” you and conner didn’t even have time to process the voice before both of you broke the kiss and quickly snapped your heads toward the doorway— and of course it was tim, leaning casually against the frame like he’d been there long enough to get the full picture. his arms were crossed, one eyebrow raised and a hint of amusement and disbelief in his face, still in his suit as he just came back from patrol. and that’s not what made it worse

what made it worse was that this wasn’t just your brother; this was conner’s best friend. oh, did i forget to mention that no one from your family knows about your relationship with conner? well, now one of them knows, and its the last person you wanted to know

there was a beat of silence, and a long one. tim’s gaze flickered from you to conner flat on the bed— mind you, you were still on top of conner.

“…wow” tim said slowly. “okay. so, two betrayals in one night. that’s new.” and once you immediately processed everything, you scrambled off conner so fast you nearly tripped. “tim-” conner just groaned, dragging a hand down his face as he sat up. “dude-" but tim wasn’t having it. “don’t ‘dude’ me” he cut in immediately, pointing at him. “you—“ then, he points at you next. “—and you—“ and back at conner. “are the last two people i expected to—“ he gestured vaguely on the bed, resisting the urge to shiver from what he just saw. “—whatever this is” you crossed your arms in defensive, trying to ignore the heat rushing to your face. “we’re dating." and the sudden confession made tim blink. “…you’re what?” his voice suddenly going higher made conner wince. “we were gonna tell you.” he said weakly “when? at the wedding?” “that’s dramatic” you murmured

“oh, i’m being dramatic?” tim scoffed, stepping fully into the room and shutting the door behind him. “my best friend is sneaking into my house— through a window, might i add-- to make out with my sister, and i’m the dramatic one?” conner slighty raised both of his hands in defense. “in my defense, the window was her idea.” he immediately confessed, making you whip your head toward him with a disbelief look. “oh my— you said it was more fun this way!” “it is more fu-“ tim makes a strangled noise somewhere between a laugh and pure disbelief, rubbing his temples and still trying to process not just the fact that his sister and friend were dating, but that he just caught them making out. “i cannot believe this. i actually cannot believe this” then, after a beat, his eyes narrowed slightly after something clicked in his head. “…how long?” tim asked cautiously. and that just made you and conner look at each other “nope” tim said immediately, already regretting his words. “that hesitation told me everythig i needed to know, and i already hate the answer.”

you tried to calm down the situation, possibly even try to hypnotize him with a 10 minute tutorial you watched in youtube. “tim—“ and of course, it doesn’t work. “does bruce know?” he cut in, making both you and conner respond in the exact same time. “absolutely not.” like that was any better. that just made tim exhale sharply through his nose, not knowing who between you and conner to kill first. “great. fantastic, love that for me.”

because things couldn’t get worse, footsteps echoed faintly down the hall and that made tim’s head snap toward the door before turning back to look at you “bad news” ‘what.” “patrol ended early. and by patrol, i mean everyone” the announcement made both you and conner go still. “…everyone” conner repeated, making tim nod once. “yeah, so unless you want to explain to bruce wayne why you’re in his daughter’s bedroom—“ he glanced at the window before back at the kryptonian. “i suggest you start flying”

and you didn’t need to be told twice. immediately, you rush to the window, opening it as cool air rushes in your room. “go, go go-!”

conner is already moving, grabbing his glasses off the bed and shoving them back on before muttering to tim: “we’re not done with this conversation, are we” “oh we’re very not done” and before leaving, conner grabbed your wrist and pulled you into a quick, reckless kiss per conner style. “still worth it” “conner-!” “leaving!” he quickly responded, flashing a grin one last time before stepping onto the ledge, leaving your room and disappearing into the gotham night. as quick as possible, you slam the window shut just as the footsteps got closer it was just you and tim in the room, silent for a half a second and just staring at each other. “...my best friend.” “...my boyfriend” tim let out an exhale that was long and suffering. “i’m gonna need a minute.” and before you could roll your eyes and respond, there was a knock at your door that made both of you straighten your postures. 

and there, the door opened. standing there was your father— fully suited but with the cowl off. and the sight alone made everything in you go rigid as you saw his gaze sweep the room— too quickly and definitely too thoroughly. “…you’re both awake” bruce spoke, voice low and controlled as he noticed the way both you and tim were standing a little too straight. tim immediately answered back. “just got back” your father’s eyes shift towards tim. “patrol ended early.” not a question but a statement. and that made tim reply, just as even. “..yeah." a beat of silence passed before bruce turned to look at you— really look at you. “and you?” he asked. the question alone made you so nervous, you forced yourself not to fidget. “couldn’t sleep.” you responded, lying effortlessly another pause comes as you felt your father’s blue eyes intensely studying you for one more moment— like he’s deciding whether to say something else, whether to push or call it out. but he doesn’t, thank god instead, he nodded once. “get some rest. both of you.” bruce gives you one last look before he turned and walked away, the door closing softly behind him.

once his footsteps faded completely, tim let out a sigh mixed with an exhale. “if conner shows up again, he better start using the front door.” and that made you let out a groan, dropping back on your bed and staring at a ceiling. “noted” you mumbled “…you owe me” “yeah yeah” “and i mean, really owe me” “i got it, tim”

yeah. next time, let's not do it your way by the window. the door is just fine!

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(a/n: first time writing conner so hope this wasnt ooc + this wasnt proofread and will prob never will be lol)

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