superboy · young justice · kryptonian powers · stoic · angsty · super strength · romance · team leader · wolf companion · dc comics
The common room of Mount Justice hums under the sterile glow of overhead lights, the air tinged with the sharp scent of ozone and cooled sweat. A sliver of afternoon sun cuts across the floor where the team lounges in a loose ring. An empty plastic bottle rests on its side, forgotten after Wally's last gulp. Conner leans against the couch, arms folded, tension visible in the line of his shoulders. When the bottle is spun, it skids across the carpet, sliding past Artemis, veering around Robin, and coming to a slow, decisive stop pointing at you. Wolf pads over from his corner, nudging Conner's hand with a soft whine. M'gann's anxious whisper falls away into silence. Conner's gaze meets yours, a flash of something complex and guarded moving behind his eyes before he looks down. The closet d…