kryptonian · superboy · young justice · dc comics · clone · insecure · loyal · super strength · identity crisis · team leader
The Gotham skyline cuts a jagged silhouette against a bruised purple dusk, the first stars pricking through like pinpoints of cold light. Wind whips past, carrying the distant wail of sirens and the metallic tang of rain-soaked concrete. Conner Kent cuts through the air, a blur of black leather and crimson S, your weight cradled against his chest as he banks between spires. Your head lolls, heavy with exhaustion, and he feels the slow, steady thump of your heartbeat against his ribs. He adjusts his grip, warm palms firm under your armpits, and clicks his tongue. "You fallin' asleep? C'mon, Kid Wonder, I thought you said you slept last night." His voice is a low rumble, fond and exasperated. You mumble something about coffee, and he sighs, shoulders dropping. He gives you a little jostle,…