"It's confusing," Superboy mumbles into his palm. His face is resting against his propped up arm on the side of the couch. Robin doesn't stop typing and simply sits Indian-style on the opposite end. His fingers click against the laptop keys creating the only sound in the room besides the fuzzing television. Superboy sighs, noting that Robin isn't listening, but persists. "Robin," he begins and the smaller teen does not avert his gaze but answers.

"What up, Supes?" his questioning is half-hearted but Superboy doesn't mind. He feels more comfortable hearing Robin's voice than any of his other teammates. It doesn't ring like Artemis and M'gans or annoy him like Wally's. Robin's voice also doesn't make him feel guilty for questioning things like Kaldur's. Robin's voice is reassuring and nonjudgmental. Even when Robin is joking about things Conner doesn't understand he is still content in knowing the humor is purely in good fun.

"I don't understand." The statement is flat but it stops Robin from typing for at least a moment. His brows fold briefly behind the shades.

"What don't you understand?" Conner can't see but Robin is watching him out of the corner of his eye. His hands are still typing but it's not like Robin needs to see the keys to type.

"Impulses." Robin's lips firm as Conner turns toward the Boy Wonder.

"Impulses?" His hands had stopped moving and he jerks his head to meet the larger boy's gaze.

"Yes."

Robin smirks. "Like in a fight? Because Bats always says your first instinct is th-"

"No." Superboy cuts him off. "I know what to do in a fight. Black Canary explained how to control those impulses. I mean like here… in the mountain like in day to day life." Robin shuts his laptop and turns his body. One leg rests on the couch while the other hangs off. His full attention is on Superboy now. He softly places the electronic on the table before moving his arm so he can rest his face on his knuckle. He raises an eyebrow urging Superboy to continue. Conner swallows. "I mean… I can catch most cues like when to speak and when not too but I don't…" His voice trails off.

"You don't know when to act when you want toooo what?" Robin is egging him on but in actuality he has no clue where Superboy is going, "punch something?"

"No," Conner groans, "this has nothing to do with anger or fighting." He glares at the other boy. He isn't mad at Robin. He is mad at himself for not expressing himself clearly. Robin seems to understand this and doesn't even seem fazed by the daggers. "I mean like…" Robin can see that Conner is embarrassed. "Sexual impulses." It takes a few seconds but it's not long until Robin is holding his stomach from laughing too much. His laugh is different than normally. It isn't sneaky or mischievous but full-hearted and makes Conner want to curl up into a ball. God. Why did he think he could talk to Robin about this? Why did he think the Boy Wonder would be mature?

"It's not funny!" He growls and Robin tries to catch himself between breaths. Conner's hands clench and Robin knows he shouldn't be laughing.

"I know. I know," the smaller boy breaths. "It's just funny coming from you and oh God.." The smaller boy puts his hand on his mouth to stop the laughing. His checks are tinted pink and Superboy feels his stomach flip. He suddenly isn't that angry. Robin finally stops laughing fully. "I mean…I'm sorry. Go on and explain."

"I don't know if I want to tell you anymore." And Robin's eyes widen. Superboy folds his arms over his chest and Robin instantly scooches closer.

"Nonononono. You wanted to ask, now you have to ask. Tell me more please? I'm ecstatic that you choose to ask me. Heavy on the ec." He smiles pleadingly and Superboy sighs.

"I just…" he begins apprehensively, "I don't know when the correct moment is to engage in something sexual." Superboy looks to the younger boy expecting a laugh but Robin simply nods urging him to continue. "I also don't know if the person I feel the urge to engage them with would accept my actions. I don't know how people in those movies Megan watches know when they are supposed to kiss. I feel… stupid " His voice gets quiet toward the end of the sentence, "not knowing when." Conner's eyes are on the television.

Robin smiles softly and Superboy is comforted by Robins voice, "I think that's normal." He instantly looks to the Boy Wonder again. "I mean, how do you know someone is interested with you or not? It's a legitimate fear. I get it."

"You get it?"

"I get it." Robin answers, as if it's the most obvious thing.

"But, you know everything." Robin laughs again but it's only brief.

"I don't know everything Conner, but I'm flattered you think so highly." Robin playfully places his hand on his chest as if he was touched by the clone's words. Superboy feels even more embarrassed. "Everyone has those impulses and those questions. You mainly have to guess, I think." Superboy simply stared at Robin. He thinks?

"You think?"

Robin flushed and Conner shifted. "Yeah. I think," he began, "I mean I'm not really the most experienced but you're supposed to just know. Like if the other person seems to be interested you should just go for it."

"Just go for it?"

Robin scratched his check and turned, "Yeah. I mean I'm sure anyone you try and kiss will probably react fine." Robin glanced toward the kitchen where Megan and Artemis were idly chatting. Either girl would jump at the idea of Superboy kissing them so it's not like Robin was giving Superboy false hope. It would all go great, Robin hoped.

"So I should act on those impulses." Conner's eyes focused on Robin's glasses. The Boy Wonder couldn't help but feel awkward but he didn't let it show.

"Yeah. Be a boss." The Boy Wonder smirked. "Next time you feel an urge, just act on it."

"Be a boss?"

"Yeah."

"Right now?"

"Sure if you think the moment is-"

"I think it's right." Quickly but carefully Superboy cupped the smaller boy's check and pressed his lips to the other's own. Conner loved Robin's voice but when it came down to it, he loved this soft feeling more. Robin didn't jerk right away but when he came to realize just what he instigated he pulled back instantly. His hand clenched over his mouth and Superboy's eyes slowly opened.

"Conner, you can't just do that!" Robin bellowed. Superboy glared for a second time. His fist tightened and he was angry at himself as well as Robin.

"You just said I should," he growled. Robin felt so stupid.

"Is everything alright?" The sharp sound of Megan's voice called from the kitchen. Superboy squinted at the new sound.

"Everything's fine!" Robin called back, "Don't worry."

"Is Superboy ok?" The two sat in silence and Robin jerked his head to urge the clone to speak.

"I'm fine." He spoke through his teeth.

"Oh. Alright." There was some chatting heard between the two girls followed by a giggle and Superboy could no longer take it. He began to stand up, but Robin's arms instantly latched onto him. He couldn't pull him down but Conner decided to comply. He didn't know why he listened.

"I did tell you to act on your impulses," Robin admitted, "but I didn't think you'd want to kiss me." Conner growled and Robin simply moved closer. "I mean I thought you'd want to kiss Megan or Artemis and I know they both like you in different ways but they still like you."

"So you don't like me." Superboy said it like a fact not a question but Robin answered it anyway.

"I do like you. I just didn't expect it. I mean boys normally don't kiss boys."

"Why? Is it because they cannot reproduce?" Robin cracked a smile and began to laugh. "This isn't funny."

"Yes it is, Con." The Boy Wonder caught himself and stopped the laughter. "Listen, boys liking other boys just isn't as common and you never really showed me any interest so I just didn't expect it. It doesn't mean I didn't like it." Superboy piped up. "And well personally," The coo in Robins voice was new; its tone was one Conner had never heard from the other. This may be his new favorite tone. "I think I need to take my own advice." Superboy pushed forward the instant Robin's lips touched his own. It was simple. Neither really understood what to do but neither really cared. Robin smirked as Superboy struggled to place his hands. Robin grasped them in own being unsure himself but placed them on his waist before tangling his own around Conner's neck. Robin was practically on the other's lap and Superboy's head was spinning. The moment collapsed as Robin moved his head away for a second time sucking the last bit of Conner's breathe out with him. He laughed and this time Conner didn't have the urge to punch the smaller boy.

There was a click form the kitchen as Megan bellowed, "Ok, the cookies are ready." Robin's smirk didn't leave as he moved back to the other end of couch. Nor did it fade when he lifted his laptop and turned it back on as Megan entered the room. The girl floated over to Superboy and held the plate out to him. "Do you want one, Conner?" The boy looked up at the green girl. His eyes followed her mouth and he knew that she would think the moment was right but Conner didn't. He didn't have an impulse. Only Robin seemed to give him that impulse.

"Conner?" The clone nodded and took one of the much improved-on cookies. He bit down on it and smiled softy.

"They are good." The alien beamed and flushed red but Conner's stomach did not flip.

"Thank you Conner." The girl turned toward the boy wonder and held out the plate, "Would you like one, Robin?" The smaller boy smiled warmly and nodded his head yes.

"Love to." He gripped the cookie and uttered a "thank you" and the girl smiled again before floating back into the kitchen. The clone nibbled on his cookie and stared at the snowy television. The room was silent since Robin was no longer typing, but Conner didn't question it. He enjoyed the silence with Robin. The clone felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to have his lips taken over once again. It was brief and Conner simply stared after.

"Sorry," Robin laughed before standing up, "I just had an impulse." Conner couldn't help but stare as Robin walked out of the room.