Conner Has Two Daddies (and a Robot Nanny) [9/??]
Conner Has Two Daddies (and a Robot Nanny)
Main Characters: Superboy/Conner, Booster Gold / Michael Jon Carter, Blue Beetle II / Ted Kord
Pairings: Booster/Ted
Rating: K+
Warnings: shameless WAFF and Boostle slash
Summary: Superman won't become a parent for Superboy, so when other heroes step up to take the responsibility, there aren't many objections. Well, other than the fact that the parents-to-be are Booster Gold and Blue Beetle.
Notes: For the YJ anon meme prompt: Superboy get somehow adopted/mentored by someone who is not Superman. Who then turns out to be TOTALLY AWESOME at being a parent/mentor. Happy fun adopted family times a must.
Original post here.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
The flying lesson lasted for a while longer after Conner's first flight. This ended up being for the better when Conner ended up almost falling down on his face onto the concrete on his next try. Booster's fast reflexes stopped that from happening and the blond was quick to reassure Conner that it was no big deal, that of course he wouldn’t be an expert flier after one successful attempt.
By the time Booster was ready to draw the practise to a close, Conner's excitement over his new ability had also turned into exhaustion. Because of this the teenager didn't complain when they all headed back to Hub City. Conner even ended up dozing off during the long car ride, and when he woke up they were already back at the apartment building and the late afternoon had turned to dusk.
Apparently his little nap hadn't gone unnoticed since, as soon as they were done with dinner, Ted spoke: "I think you should turn in early today." The brunet quirked a brow at Conner. "Since you were awake so early today, I suspect you'll have enough difficulties with getting up in the morning as it is."
Conner conceded with a soft hum before yawning widely. Booster actually chuckled at Conner before getting up from the table and saying: "Come on, I'll tuck you in."
Feeling too tired to argue this time, Conner followed after the blond, briefly thinking that at least last night the tucking in hadn't been all that bad. Actually, he could probably grow used to it easily enough. Climbing into bed, a tad clumsily thanks to being so tired, Conner sank down and watched Booster's face indecisively.
The previous evening Conner had been brushing his teeth when he'd caught some bits of conversation in the living room. He'd heard Booster explain to Ted what it was that 'kokcinelo' meant to him, and had then proceeded to miss anything else that might have happened as his head reeled from the words he'd heard. 'If we ever had a kid...' The world could have ended in those minutes and Conner wouldn't have noticed. And by the time he came back to himself, he heard Booster bustling in the kitchen.
The reason Conner had confronted Booster about the name spoken so carelessly in the bug had been simple. Conner had known Booster long enough to know how the man's sense of humour worked. He'd wanted to know if, perhaps, Booster using that word hadn't been a careless joke and had actually been intended. Booster hadn't looked amused, and right after he'd insisted on tucking Conner in.
Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but Conner still dared to hope when he watched Booster carefully tuck the blanket around him. The teen sat up.
"Hey," Booster mumbled distractedly when Conner messed up the covers with the movement, but any other protests vanished when Conner wrapped his arms around the man's neck and tugged him closer into a hug.
There was a moment of stiff surprise before Booster sighed softly and brought his hands up, one to pat Conner's head while the other held the boy's back. "Is something wrong?"
"No." Conner shook his head. "Just, thanks, for today. I had fun." The teen was too embarrassed to look at Booster's face and buried his burning face into the blond's chest. He had a sharp nose and he could pick out the oddly sweet trace of the Golden Star brand shampoo he'd seen in the bathroom. He'd thought it had smelled weird so he had left it alone, but the scent strangely suited Booster. It made him seem gentler and Conner supposed that was why he found himself liking it whenever the man would hold him like so.
"Conner." There was a hesitant tone to Booster's voice when he pushed Conner back to look the boy in the eye. "I...you'll probably find this awkward to hear from me, but I know what it's like to..." The man trailed off with a sigh. "I should tell you, you were really something today, even though you almost gave up for a moment there." Booster smiled, nervous but sincere. "Conner, you made me very proud today."
Conner stared at the man in silence. Booster's expression turned alarmed and he exclaimed: "Hey, hey! Don't cry!" Conner was pulled back against a strong chest and Booster petted his hair while Conner clung onto him, crying silently. No words were spoken as they both waited for the moment of weakness to pass.
Main Characters: Superboy/Conner, Booster Gold / Michael Jon Carter, Blue Beetle II / Ted Kord
Pairings: Booster/Ted
Rating: K+
Warnings: shameless WAFF and Boostle slash
Summary: Superman won't become a parent for Superboy, so when other heroes step up to take the responsibility, there aren't many objections. Well, other than the fact that the parents-to-be are Booster Gold and Blue Beetle.
Notes: For the YJ anon meme prompt: Superboy get somehow adopted/mentored by someone who is not Superman. Who then turns out to be TOTALLY AWESOME at being a parent/mentor. Happy fun adopted family times a must.
Original post here.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
The flying lesson lasted for a while longer after Conner's first flight. This ended up being for the better when Conner ended up almost falling down on his face onto the concrete on his next try. Booster's fast reflexes stopped that from happening and the blond was quick to reassure Conner that it was no big deal, that of course he wouldn’t be an expert flier after one successful attempt.
By the time Booster was ready to draw the practise to a close, Conner's excitement over his new ability had also turned into exhaustion. Because of this the teenager didn't complain when they all headed back to Hub City. Conner even ended up dozing off during the long car ride, and when he woke up they were already back at the apartment building and the late afternoon had turned to dusk.
Apparently his little nap hadn't gone unnoticed since, as soon as they were done with dinner, Ted spoke: "I think you should turn in early today." The brunet quirked a brow at Conner. "Since you were awake so early today, I suspect you'll have enough difficulties with getting up in the morning as it is."
Conner conceded with a soft hum before yawning widely. Booster actually chuckled at Conner before getting up from the table and saying: "Come on, I'll tuck you in."
Feeling too tired to argue this time, Conner followed after the blond, briefly thinking that at least last night the tucking in hadn't been all that bad. Actually, he could probably grow used to it easily enough. Climbing into bed, a tad clumsily thanks to being so tired, Conner sank down and watched Booster's face indecisively.
The previous evening Conner had been brushing his teeth when he'd caught some bits of conversation in the living room. He'd heard Booster explain to Ted what it was that 'kokcinelo' meant to him, and had then proceeded to miss anything else that might have happened as his head reeled from the words he'd heard. 'If we ever had a kid...' The world could have ended in those minutes and Conner wouldn't have noticed. And by the time he came back to himself, he heard Booster bustling in the kitchen.
The reason Conner had confronted Booster about the name spoken so carelessly in the bug had been simple. Conner had known Booster long enough to know how the man's sense of humour worked. He'd wanted to know if, perhaps, Booster using that word hadn't been a careless joke and had actually been intended. Booster hadn't looked amused, and right after he'd insisted on tucking Conner in.
Maybe it was just wishful thinking, but Conner still dared to hope when he watched Booster carefully tuck the blanket around him. The teen sat up.
"Hey," Booster mumbled distractedly when Conner messed up the covers with the movement, but any other protests vanished when Conner wrapped his arms around the man's neck and tugged him closer into a hug.
There was a moment of stiff surprise before Booster sighed softly and brought his hands up, one to pat Conner's head while the other held the boy's back. "Is something wrong?"
"No." Conner shook his head. "Just, thanks, for today. I had fun." The teen was too embarrassed to look at Booster's face and buried his burning face into the blond's chest. He had a sharp nose and he could pick out the oddly sweet trace of the Golden Star brand shampoo he'd seen in the bathroom. He'd thought it had smelled weird so he had left it alone, but the scent strangely suited Booster. It made him seem gentler and Conner supposed that was why he found himself liking it whenever the man would hold him like so.
"Conner." There was a hesitant tone to Booster's voice when he pushed Conner back to look the boy in the eye. "I...you'll probably find this awkward to hear from me, but I know what it's like to..." The man trailed off with a sigh. "I should tell you, you were really something today, even though you almost gave up for a moment there." Booster smiled, nervous but sincere. "Conner, you made me very proud today."
Conner stared at the man in silence. Booster's expression turned alarmed and he exclaimed: "Hey, hey! Don't cry!" Conner was pulled back against a strong chest and Booster petted his hair while Conner clung onto him, crying silently. No words were spoken as they both waited for the moment of weakness to pass.