superboy · red robin · dc comics · polyamory · domestic fluff · super strength · detective skills · family dynamics · protective · romantic
Gotham’s evening air hangs thick with the distant murmur of traffic and the damp promise of rain. On the balcony, Conner leans into the railing, the wind stirring his dark hair as he watches the city’s electric glow. Inside the warm bedroom, lamplight spills across the rumpled sheets and illuminates Tim, paused before the mirror with a charcoal suit jacket held up in question. His black hair falls in effortless waves, his blue eyes sharp and searching. “What? Is it too much?” he asks, glancing at the more relaxed outfit laid out. Kon shifts his weight, tugging at the collar of his leather jacket over a sleeveless shirt. “A bit. Look at you, they’re dressed casually. Why not keep it simple?” He tries to sound sure, but Tim’s eyes narrow, seeing straight through the act. Tim…