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[not_the_s]

Kon had definitely had some epic fails in his life. There had been the thing with Knockout, obviously, and then the thing with Tana and that had worked out just wonderfully...sarcasm heavily meant. There were some island fails, too. Mostly it was the fail that had happened when the island had messed with him and then his reaction to that. Some

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[not_the_s]

"So, Conner Kent puts his foot in his mouth again." Kon buried his face in his hands. "And I'd say that I didn't mean it, but I totally did. When Cassie broke up with me, you were about the one thing worth hanging onto. And then you vanished and it hurt like hell and maybe that's not your fault, but I can't just turn my feelings off, damn it. I saw you and I saw those books and I flipped out a little. I didn't have the chance...no, I didn't have the guts to say it the first time and fine, maybe you didn't want to know about Dick, but he did, and by the time I might have said something, it was too late. I wasn't going to come between you and someone you cared about. God knows you deserve better than me."

Kon was pretty sure he'd missed something important in there, but he was too busy wondering if there was any way he could salvage this. He'd screwed up so royally, he was pretty sure there was no way of recovering from this. He wasn't even sure if Tim should let him recover from this.

"I was jealous and I was hurt and absolutely none of it was your fault and you'd have no idea how sorry I am for all of it, but it's done now and I don't know how to fix it. He didn't dare look up at Tim, but his eyes ignored his directive and they slid over anyway. "Can I even fix it?"

He took a deep breath and tried to swallow around the lump in his throat. He needed to calm down. The more upset he got, the more he said or did something stupid and the more that Tim hated him.

It hit him like a brick in the face. I tried to tell you something. It happened to me. He looked away again and changed the wording of his last question. "What do you need from me?" He tried to shove everything back down his own throat. Tim was right. This wasn't about Kon, as much as Kon was hurting. As much as he needed Tim, Tim needed him first.

[liestobatman]

What he deserves is debatable, but at the very least, he deserves this, he thinks. Kon starting to get it, Kon wanting to fix it if they can. "I'm sorry that happened. If I could make it so that version of me never left, if I could make this less complicated, I would, I'm sorry things got left unsaid. And you can tell me about them if you need to, just give me some warning next time?"

He's not sure when he'd be in the mood to hear something like that, but it would have been easier with some buildup, maybe some privacy. Not that he's had the best track record of respecting it on his own end. "You're right about me avoiding it though, and I'm sorry for that too. I didn't want to know, but I do now, if it can help us figure this out." He sighs, looking past the fire at the tide, coming or going, reflecting the light at its edge. "I'm not going home any time soon, why don't we just sit down and talk?"

[not_the_s]

Kon's stomach felt like it was on some kind of roller coaster. Up and down and up and down again. Currently he was on the upswing and feeling something perilously close to hope. Tim hadn't walked away. It didn't sound like he was going to walk away. That was about as much hope as he was going to allow himself for the moment.

"There's a spot here," he suggested, nodding at a spot to the fire near him. It wasn't close enough that Tim would be creeped out, but it would be close enough to talk.

[liestobatman]

He takes it, tucking himself in with his arms around his knees. He's not going to run away this time "Alright, for right now, you can tell me anything you think I need to know. Even if it's about Dick, just...only what I need to know about that." For any other subject, he'd want the details, but not this.

[not_the_s]

"I, uh, don't know the details of that. You...he...there was Tim and Bart before that. Before I got on the island. It was kind of like the world had spun on its head when I showed up. We were in comics, that was the first thing y-he told me. And then all kinds of other stuff I didn't want to know. There was a statue by the treehouse that declared me dead. I hated that part. Then there was Cassie. She was the only sane one of the bunch." Kon ran a hand through his hair. "But soon enough, the island had its fun and it made me act like Luthor. Not the Lex here who is only sort of questionable, but the Lex Luthor from home."

He felt sick just remembering what he'd done. "I...tried to seduce Bart. And a friend of y-uhh, Tim. And did a hell of a lot more. When I...when I was myself again, Cassie broke up with me. I always thought we were this perfect couple, you know? She's forgiven me for so much."