A/N:Hey there thank you for all the feedback! Omigawd! I hit quadruple digits in under a week, thank you SO much to everyone following and reading this Fic. This chapter is PG-13-ish, It's a bit more but not R yet. There's gonna be a lot more relationship development, I also I was rushing to post this chapter on April 15th because it is the day of silence, if many of you are unaware of this day it's to support gay rights by staying silent for the whole day (I know it seems weird) but it's to also remember all of those who were bullied and sometimes forced to suicide because they had no choice but to stay silent because of their sexual orientation. I would like to thank all of those who are reading this fic and also to those who participated in the Day of silence. It's not easy expressing yourself or getting others to hear what you have to say, so thank you again and enjoy!
It took only a few minutes for the five to get in, Artemis and M'gann had flirted with the bouncer to let them in early, flaunting their newly exposed skin. The Bouncer, in a flustered fit automatically let them in not even bothering to card the five, mainly because of the girls, but also because of Conner's mature exposure.
The Club pounded with beats of techno music mixed in between small tinges of recognizable words that were auto tuned. The room was flooded with strobe lights filtered with green and blue. People thrashed and moved around, and rubbed up against each other. The five had already dispersed once they hit the door frame; Wally had pulled M'gann aside to dance on the dance floor with the other crazy partiers, Artemis was hanging around the bar flirting with the bartender so she wouldn't have to be carded, and Conner and Dick were sitting in the lounge of the club watching the people grinding and rubbing against each other, while drinking soda. Robin had noticed the swarm of girls making small hints toward Conner to dance.
Girls would constantly glance over in hopes to catch the aloof superhero. His eyes would either stray to Robin or down at his cup, eliciting a sigh which made him look bored. He was unresistible! Occasionally he would look over to one of the girls who wouldn't stop staring him, which made the girls squeal with excitement then he would just direct his attention back to Robin.
One brave little red head had the gaul to click over in her black healed boots and ask for a dance, "Wanna dance?", she asked in a sweet voice.
"Uhm... N-No Its fine", Conner didn't know HOW to dance, is what he wanted to say. He also didn't want to leave Dick's side. She waved off with a smile. A nudge was pushed onto Superboy's shoulder which made him look over at Robin, "What?"
"You should have went", Robin smiled trying to urge confidence into his friend next to him. All he got was a shake of the head from Conner, "Why~?", he questioned.
"Because...I can't...dance", Conner confessed averting his eyes from Robin's...glasses, making sure he had his gaze stuck on his already consumed ginger-ale.
A wide grin bubbled onto Robin's face, "You can't dance?", Without warning Robin jumped up off the red leather couch the two were sitting in and grabbed Superboy up from his seat, "I'll teach you"
"No", Conner automatically sat down pulling Robin down as well, the boy wonder sat comfortably on the flustered Superboy, "I-I'm sorry!" He stuttered. Robin didn't think much of it then got back up then pulled Conner up as well, "Make it up to me by dancing with me", Robin smiled pulling the half concerned super hero into the crowd of pheromone induced grinders and bumpers.
Robin started moving his body to the techno beats. Conner stood there absentmindedly unsure what to think of when he saw Dick move the way he did, but in response his cheeks burned up to a soft tint of pink-blame it on the excess amount of body heat around them-. People bumped and rubbed against Superboy making him angry and uncomfortable. He looked around to see how the guys were dancing. His gaze shot over at Wally and M'gann who were dancing like the rest of the crowd; M'gann had her usual kind smile, but her eyes were glazed with something preditorial, she swayed back and forth spinning around while Wally's hands rested comfortably on her hips, moving his body to the beat. Superboy didn't understand the attraction of this kind of dancing, but none-the-less he started moving to the beat, Robin smiled then moved closer to Superboy making the space between them less than an inch.
Robin's potent scent of candy and sea water mixed in with sweat, driving Conner crazy. Conner broke the inch gap between the two, but Robin didn't seem to care. He continued to dance to the beat occasionally rubbing against Superboy's jeans, making the pheromone driven teen instinctively buck his hips toward Robin, inwardly cursing the zipper of his pants rubbing against him. Soft locks of Dick's hair patted against Conner's neck and chin holding the fading scent of treseme shampoo, Conner closed is eyes in bliss. His hands began to move without Conner's consent, and instinctively reached out to hold onto Robin's hips sliding his thumbs into Dick's waistband and his hands into his pockets.
Robin's eyes slowly closed feeling Superboy's chest rubbing against his back. He could feel his large hands running down his hips, and waist; calloused hands to pale smooth skin. Dick let out a small moan which lead Superboy to flash his eyes open and leaving his mouth hung wide. Conner snapped out of his techno trance snatched his hand away; feeling sick and confused. His feet backed up getting away from Robin who had looked back in confusion. Without any word to exchange Superboy ran out from the crowd then out of the night club.
There were still people lining out for the club, many of the girls giggled and eyed Superboy in his flustered state which made him run as fast as he possibly could out of the city and to the freeway toward Mount Justice. Memories flashed past hitting Conner like a punch to the solarplex.
He stormed into Mt. Justice then threw himself into his room like an oversized child getting in trouble. He couldn't face Robin, not after what had just done, not after feeling him way he just had. Conner slowly drifted to sleep in fitful resistance grabbing onto his pillow for relief.
Hours past and Conner's sleep was interrupted by something that sounded like faint whispers. He tried to open his eyes, but he was too tired to even care at the moment. The faint sound of Robin's and Kid Flash's voice murmured past his room. The sound of his door opening was almost enough to make him get up, but once again his lack of energy told him to just keep sleeping.
Dick leaned over Conner's bed somewhat crawling on the edge of Conner's bed"Superboy..? Are yo-", Robin was cut off by hazed sapphire eyes cracking open. Conner's hands crept around Dick's waist then pulled him into the bed holding the freaking out boy wonder, "Superboy!", Dick somewhat yelled and whispered to the still half asleep Conner.
"Shhh... sleeeeeeep~...", Conner groaned then snuggled his face into Dick's chest already rolling back into sleep. He held Dick closely, loving the way his hardly recognizable body heat rested on his cheek. Dick squirmed, and struggled, but gave up with a soft blush on his face realizing he was never going to get out unless he were to dislocate his hip or go al Mister Fantastic-which we all knew was impossible since Dick was just a human- Dick slowly fell asleep in Conner's arms getting used to the close contact Conner had never given him before.
Throughout the whole night both teenagers had dreamt of each other. Dick cringed in his sleep desperate to get closer to Conner's body heat. It wasn't until around the crack of dawn, the alarm clock read 6:27 A.M., that Conner had finally woken up to a curt "Ahem" coming from the foot of his bed. Superboy cracked his eyes open, to see what was so heavy on his arm, but also the ahem. Dick was fast asleep in his caged arms resting comfortably next to Conner. Before Conner had the sense to freak out the voice gave another clear-of-the-throat then his blue eyes flicked to the person at the foot at his bed.
Batman was standing in front of the two sidekicks with his arms crossed over his chest and a disapproved look was plastered on his perfectly chiseled features, he gave a 'I thoroughly do not approve' Look toward Superboy. Conner was rendered speechless, "What is going on here?", Batman blurted out making it clear in his tone he was not having whatever was going on.
"I-I..Uh.. He.. I don't know!", Superboy exclaimed in pure terror. He wasn't afraid of Batman-most of the time- but now he seemed profusely more angry than usual. A moan came from Robin which made both males flash their attention to the thirteen year old bed intruder.
Dick rubbed his eyes from under his sunglasses, "Nnnngh...", came from the half awake super teen. He looked up to his father, "Batman...?", his attention went to Superboy, "Superboy...?", it took the tech savvy teen to compute what was going on and then it hit him, "Oh! Batman this isn't what you think!", he assured.
"What am I thinking, Robin...?", Batman grunted out curtly.
Robin wasn't phased, he was used to this kind of tone, "So last night I wanted to apologize to Superboy", Conner looked confused and shocked, "But I guess he thought he was dreaming or something, and I was pulled in like a damsel in distressed", Even Batman had a somewhat relaxed tension now seeing that his son was his usual playful self, he could tell he wasn't lying now, "And,god this guy is strong, I tried to get out, but I couldn't...the end!", Robin
Batman nodded, "I see... it's time to go; training", he declared. Robin jumped out of Superboy's bed to follow his father out the door, "We'll talk of this later...Conner", Batman ordered,not even letting it be a suggestion, just an order. Conner got chills once he heard his name come from that raspy low voice.
The door shut to an aprumt 'Klack!' then let out a long awaited sigh. He couldn't believe what just happened in the spanned of 24 hours. He wasn't sure if yesterday was a beautiful hot dream or a cold harsh splash of reality. Without another word Conner got up and opened the door to see Wally standing in front of the door with agony grin on his face. His usual weekend attire of boxers and a sock was presented.
"Hey Supy, wanna talk~", Wally asked in a more than friendly tone.
"It's Superboy, and no I don't want to talk", Conner replied walking past Wally with determination. He had just sat through a pee-your-pants worthy event just now on an empty stomach. He heard Wally's footsteps following him.
"Come on~ I just wanna know what happened last night! You left us at the club, did you and Robin get in a fight or something~?", Wally pressed on grinning once Conner fell completely silent. the grin widened.
"We didn't...'fight'...", Conner confessed.
An eyebrow arched, "Oh really~?", Conner just nodded.
"Alright then why was he acting like complete girl who just broke up with her boyfriend?"
Conner didn't understand what he meant by that, "I don't understand what you mean by that"
Wally put his arm around Superboy's shoulder, having to get on the balls of his feet to reach, "Look my friend, Robin is a sensitive strawberry an-"
"Robin is not a Strawberry..", Conner interrupted.
"...It.. nevermind..alright anyway he's really sorry for whatever he and you did at the club. Could you just listen to what he has to say please?", Wally had actually sounded sincere at that point.
"And why do you care..?" Conner questioned.
"Cause I'm an awesome friend, thats why~!"
Conner couldn't understand most of what Wally ever said but he felt like he got the gist of his little plea. He nodded and complied to Wally, "I'll listen"
"Great!", Wally smacked Superboy on the back with a loud 'WHAP' ad scurried off with a cheerful laugh. Conner hated it when he laughed.
For most of the day Conner was feeling a bit more relaxed. He hung out with Kaldur most of the day telling him what had happened back at the club, and how much he feared Batman's complex toward Robin. Superboy squirmed uncomfortably about the whole situation but laughed it off once Kladur would butt in and make the event logical saying, "It was all the hormones", or , "You're a guy, you're entitled to your preditorial instincts". Conner somewhat liked being compared to an animal, he wasn't like a human nor was he 'normal' an animal suited him just fine. A wave of contentment washed over feeling like everything would become normal again.
A/N:Alright that's it for today. It was really hard for me to focus on this fic; one because it was the day of silence and lots of people were trying to get me to talk (jerks) or cause I would get all choked up on Poor little Conner ;A; I love me some Conner. Thank you for reading I hope you liked it! Review please~!