#notjustarobin

You never forget people.

No matter how much you’ve grown up.

 In this case it was if you never grew up.

Kon-el had a unique memory of remembering all of his adventures with each kid. But there was one in particular that stuck to him the most, a kid name Timothy.

Timothy was the first one who wanted to go home because not only did he miss his family but because he wanted to in order to grow up from experience of the adventure with Kon. The words that came from Tim mouth always stuck to his memory. “I’ll never forget you.” It felt more true to him, much more legit than the kids that said it to him a million times.

But that night was the last night he saw Tim ever again. The window that used to be open for him was now closed and nobody inside.  Tim was gone and that promise felt empty, still it wasn’t forgotten to him.

Those years were left never forgotten, hidden behind a smile and playful demeanor.  Because he never aged, past and present mixed together often times with Kon. Mistakes happened; it did when he met a kid who literally looked almost like Tim. His manner though was far from different though.

The kid’s name was Jack. He acted somewhat like Tim, but the other half was different. Through some mistake Kon had taken Jack with him on a forced adventure, thinking to relieve the good times. Of course that ended with the boy not trusting him for awhile, something he expected all too clearly. Yet, in the end Jack grew onto Kon, like he did with the boy and for the first time it felt like Tim was there with him again.

Like Tim he had to return Jack back home. He didn’t leave immediately watching the boy run off through the window and yelling for his father.

“Dad! Dad, I’ve met Kon! I’ve met Kon, like the stories you’ve told me! “ He cried out, running into a pair of waiting arms.

“Oh? Did you now?” The voice asked with amusement. Jack nodded with a bright smile. The same familiar smile was striking him again. “Why don’t you go and tell that to your mother.  “ The voice snapped him from his déjà-vu and he immediately hid against the shadow of the window side when the older male moved along over to peer outside.

He watch from the shadow and took in the features, before quickly slipping out to float in front of the guy.  Kon-el stared in confusion for a second more and didn’t know what to think of how the adult male. Eyes squinting he drew closer and suddenly it dawned on him, a familiar name itching in the back of his brain. “ Tim?” He questioned almost unsure.

“Hello, Kon.“ Were the words that came out of the adult, a smile added in. The same smile he remembered Tim when he looked a lot younger.  

It all made sense now. “..You’ve grown.” He said in an almost whisper.

“Yeah, I did. I see you’ve met my son.” Timothy commented, gesturing with a hand to come along closer to him, Kon only obliged and moved on closer to him. Arms wrapped warmly around Kon and pulled his frame against Tim’s half leaning body by the window.

“I never forgot you.” Tim whispered into Kon’s ear.

The boy who could never age only stayed silent, stumped by the sudden hug. Slowly he smiled and hugged back. “ I know…I know you never did. “