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Notes: This is a part of mine and Suruberry's headcanon verse that we've created. Continuity-wise, it's a mishmash of comics, cartoons, and movies. We've basically gone about cherry-picking what we like and leaving out a lot that we don't, so things are probably not gonna line up right with any one singular canon verse since there's bits from a lot of different places. Hopefully, someone else enjoys this just as much as we have.
Title: once bitten, twice shy
Pairing: Tim/Kon
Prompt: sitting/snuggling in front of the fireplace with hot cocoa/tea
Words: 389 words
once bitten, twice shy
One of the really awesome things about his parents is that they’re really good about giving him his own space. Steve’s taken Clark out on their date night, a routine which they haven’t given up to married life. Kon’s left in charge and, so long as he doesn’t throw any wild parties, he’s got the run of the place.
Tonight, though, they’re attending a charity event that Steve was invited to and Clark is attending with him. It’s just Kon at home and he’s invited Tim over for their own date night.
Tim’s curled up in front of the fireplace, a blanket pulled around his shoulders. Outside, the weather is cold and snow is falling in fat, fluffy flakes that Kon watches as he makes hot chocolate the way that Steve taught him how. He’s only done it once or twice and it’s always been with Steve watching him as he does, offering advice whenever he needs it.
He’s certain, though, that he’s got this down. Once it’s done, he portions it out and takes a careful sip. It tastes just like it does when Steve makes it and Kon smiles. He’s got this.
This is going to be the perfect end to their evening that Kon’s got all planned out. They stayed in, watched a couple movies that were on, and had a nice dinner that Kon had worked so hard on. Tim liked it and that’s all that matters.
“Here,” Kon says, holding the mug over Tim’s shoulder.
“Thanks,” Tim’s smile is soft, open, and just for him as he takes the mug from him.
Kon settles down next to Tim with a smile, which just gets bigger as Tim curls up to him. He slings an arm around Tim’s shoulders, feels warmth flood his chest as Tim nuzzles up to him and makes a contented noise that’s rather rare for him. It’s the best feeling Kon’s ever felt.
The credits to the last movie are playing in the background, soft strands of Christmas music, and the fire is flickering in front of them. It throws Tim’s features into sharp relief, reflects the soft look on his face and highlights its sharp angles. To Kon, it’s the most beautiful sight he’s ever seen.
With Tim leaning against him, the warmth of the fire on his face, Kon’s happy. There’s no other place he’d rather be.
FIN.
Title: once bitten, twice shy
Pairing: Tim/Kon
Prompt: sitting/snuggling in front of the fireplace with hot cocoa/tea
Words: 389 words
One of the really awesome things about his parents is that they’re really good about giving him his own space. Steve’s taken Clark out on their date night, a routine which they haven’t given up to married life. Kon’s left in charge and, so long as he doesn’t throw any wild parties, he’s got the run of the place.
Tonight, though, they’re attending a charity event that Steve was invited to and Clark is attending with him. It’s just Kon at home and he’s invited Tim over for their own date night.
Tim’s curled up in front of the fireplace, a blanket pulled around his shoulders. Outside, the weather is cold and snow is falling in fat, fluffy flakes that Kon watches as he makes hot chocolate the way that Steve taught him how. He’s only done it once or twice and it’s always been with Steve watching him as he does, offering advice whenever he needs it.
He’s certain, though, that he’s got this down. Once it’s done, he portions it out and takes a careful sip. It tastes just like it does when Steve makes it and Kon smiles. He’s got this.
This is going to be the perfect end to their evening that Kon’s got all planned out. They stayed in, watched a couple movies that were on, and had a nice dinner that Kon had worked so hard on. Tim liked it and that’s all that matters.
“Here,” Kon says, holding the mug over Tim’s shoulder.
“Thanks,” Tim’s smile is soft, open, and just for him as he takes the mug from him.
Kon settles down next to Tim with a smile, which just gets bigger as Tim curls up to him. He slings an arm around Tim’s shoulders, feels warmth flood his chest as Tim nuzzles up to him and makes a contented noise that’s rather rare for him. It’s the best feeling Kon’s ever felt.
The credits to the last movie are playing in the background, soft strands of Christmas music, and the fire is flickering in front of them. It throws Tim’s features into sharp relief, reflects the soft look on his face and highlights its sharp angles. To Kon, it’s the most beautiful sight he’s ever seen.
With Tim leaning against him, the warmth of the fire on his face, Kon’s happy. There’s no other place he’d rather be.
FIN.