DCU Fanfic: Who Do They Think They Are!?
Title: Who Do They Think They Are!?
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Roy, Kon, mentions Tim and Dick
Pairing(s): Roy/Kon
Word Count: 273
Genre: general/drama
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: I like getting around my own rules, if you haven't noticed. This is one entry for the Roy/Robins Challenge this month. Plenty of Robin bitching for this to have Robin in it. XD For pervyficgirl from an old Request Meme thing. Prompt: "Kon/Roy, bitching about the Robins leads to sex?" Roy and Kon getting shitfaced, essentially. >>;;
Link: N/A
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“Who does he think he is, anyway?” Kon bitched, taking a swig of this alcohol Roy had stashed that was actually making him rather tipsy. “Tim's got more of a stick up his ass than he did before I died! Not dead anymore, so he can notice me now!”
Roy snorted, opting for getting smashed with normal alcohol because the stuff he got from Grace a few years ago would just knock him out. “I admit the kid has issues, but he has nothing on Dick. Now, he's really the goddamn Batman,” Roy told Kon, already opening his fourth beer. “What happen to our happy Robins? I'm pretty sure Robin and happy used to be synonymous.”
Kon laughed. “Maybe, but Timmy's not been happy for a long time,” he muttered then leaned in towards Roy. “Though, between you and me, I don't think they'll let themselves be happy.”
“Ain't that the truth!” Roy agreed, holding up his beer, but not moving away from Kon's close proximity to his face. “But you know what?”
“What?” Kon asked, a little dazed after another sip of his alcohol.
Roy grinned, his face mere inches away from Kon's. “That doesn't mean just because we give a damn about them, it doesn't mean we shouldn't get our happys where we can get them,” he stated, grin not leaving his lips.
Kon nodded, which only made his lips brush Roy's. Roy decided to take advantage of that, and Kon had no complaint, letting the red headed archer kiss him. Kon kissed back, and the night just progressed from there.
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Roy, Kon, mentions Tim and Dick
Pairing(s): Roy/Kon
Word Count: 273
Genre: general/drama
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: I like getting around my own rules, if you haven't noticed. This is one entry for the Roy/Robins Challenge this month. Plenty of Robin bitching for this to have Robin in it. XD For pervyficgirl from an old Request Meme thing. Prompt: "Kon/Roy, bitching about the Robins leads to sex?" Roy and Kon getting shitfaced, essentially. >>;;
Link: N/A
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“Who does he think he is, anyway?” Kon bitched, taking a swig of this alcohol Roy had stashed that was actually making him rather tipsy. “Tim's got more of a stick up his ass than he did before I died! Not dead anymore, so he can notice me now!”
Roy snorted, opting for getting smashed with normal alcohol because the stuff he got from Grace a few years ago would just knock him out. “I admit the kid has issues, but he has nothing on Dick. Now, he's really the goddamn Batman,” Roy told Kon, already opening his fourth beer. “What happen to our happy Robins? I'm pretty sure Robin and happy used to be synonymous.”
Kon laughed. “Maybe, but Timmy's not been happy for a long time,” he muttered then leaned in towards Roy. “Though, between you and me, I don't think they'll let themselves be happy.”
“Ain't that the truth!” Roy agreed, holding up his beer, but not moving away from Kon's close proximity to his face. “But you know what?”
“What?” Kon asked, a little dazed after another sip of his alcohol.
Roy grinned, his face mere inches away from Kon's. “That doesn't mean just because we give a damn about them, it doesn't mean we shouldn't get our happys where we can get them,” he stated, grin not leaving his lips.
Kon nodded, which only made his lips brush Roy's. Roy decided to take advantage of that, and Kon had no complaint, letting the red headed archer kiss him. Kon kissed back, and the night just progressed from there.