Chasing Red Robin (part one - Clouds)
Title: Chasing Red Robin (part one - Clouds)
Author: Wisia
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from the DC universe.
Rating: K
Summary: Contrary to belief, Kon didn’t fall for Red Robin at first sight. It wasn’t even an option. Worship Verse! Robin Reversal AU!
Characters/Pairings: Tim/Kon
Secondary Characters: Bart, Cassie (mentioned)
Warnings: None
Author’s Note: This is from Kon’s point of view in the Worship Verse. I wanted to post it all together in one long strip, but it’s not turning out that way. Not to mention, splitting the parts seem better because they kind of don’t flow together. So, part one is essentially Kon’s point of view from Superhero Worship. The other parts just go into details about Kon’s attempts to woo Tim. And I’m not entirely positive about writing this…between Bart’s voice and the ending…well, hope you kind of enjoy it anyway.
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There were no clouds. Not one. Why weren’t there any clouds? Kon wished there was a cloud. Even one single freaking cloud would do. But nooo, the universe didn’t want him to have clouds. It was hell bent on screwing Kon over. Because he was in plain sight. In Gotham. Where the bats rule and they probably had a bunch of shiny Kryptonite lying around.
So, clouds. There weren’t any, and it was probably because Kon once hid in the clouds, and he cursed because he was drenched in cloud juice. Seriously, who knew clouds were just condensed water? Still, Kon wanted a cloud. He totally needed one, but he wasn’t going to get one.
He sighed and squinted down at Gotham. He didn’t see any bats but that didn’t mean they weren’t there. Kon sighed again, and he zoomed straight down, landing down on a bat-free rooftop a little too fast. The building didn’t crumble or tumble to his credit. It only suffered a few cracks, but hey, who the fuck cares? Kon was in bat territory. That wasn’t a good thing.
Hurriedly, Kon pressed a finger to the tiny communicator in his ear. He just needed to get this done and over with. Without being attacked by kryptonite.
“I’m in,” he said quietly. There was a slight crackle and a few scuffle noises in the background before Bart’s voice came through amused and clear. “Awesome. Now you have to stay there for thirty minutes-right, Cassie?”
Kon’s jaw dropped. They were kidding, right?
“I thought you said five minutes,” Kon asked. A shift of wind glided past, and he shuffled awkwardly into the shadows. That better not be a bat.
“That’d be too easy,” Bart replied. “Cassie says definitely thirty.”
Kon groaned and ran a hand through his hair. He scanned his surroundings. Still no bats, so he tried to compromise before he was found.
“You’re going to get me killed. Fifteen minutes.”
“Thirty.” Bart wasn’t budging. “And Cassie says an hour if you don’t quit complaining.”
Kon groaned again. Why the hell did he agreed to play Truth and Dare? He was going to die. He just knew it.
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Kon was still alive. It had been twenty two minutes so far, but he was alive. That stupefied him. That was awesome. And he was only going to live for another minute. Maybe less. Because Kon just spotted Red Robin.
He quickly hid himself but it was too late. Red Robin finished the arc of his swing onto a roof and said, “I know you’re there.”
Holy shit! He was going to die! Bart wasn’t helping at all.
“You lose,” Bart crowed triumphantly. Then as if realizing the gravity of the situation, Bart spoke frantically. “Wait a sec-Bat Alert! That’s Red Robin! Get out-“
Like Kon didn’t know that. He cursed to himself and floated into Red Robin’s line of sight, hoping he would be let off easy. Red Robin was nicer, right? Please?
“Superboy, you know metas aren’t allowed in Gotham,” the older man admonished.
“I know,” Kon said slowly, wondering what excuses he could come up with. Bart and Cassie were freaking out over the line in his eardrum. It wasn’t helping.
“I wanted-“
“Robin will be at the Tower tomorrow.” Red Robin cut Kon off mid-sentenced. Kon blinked. What?
“Go home, kid,” and the man shot off a line.
Kon was so lucky. Super blessed, and he didn’t die or have to face the goddamn Batman himself and he wished he could smack his brain. Because Red Robin thought he was there for Robin, never mind that he knew where Robin was, and he stupidly hugged Red Robin in glee. For letting him off.
“Sorry,” Kon mumbled, mortified. He was going to die after all. He hated his brain.
“Dude!” Bart screeched in his ear. “You just don’t hug the Red Robin!”
“What do you want?” Red Robin growled, voice harsh. “I told you Robin will show up tomorrow.”
“I know,” Kon answered honestly. “He sent us all a message.”
Stupid brain. Really stupid brain. Telling the truth. Why did he manhandle the guy into a bear hug? And they were mid-air. Oh god, what if he dropped him? Then, Kon was totally screwed. They could probably kill him, bring him back to life and kill him over and over again. And they had kryptonite. Kon squeezed his arms around Red Robin tighter.
“I wanted,” Kon started, not sure how to continue.
“To see you,” Bart supplied. “Try that.”
“To see you,” Kon repeated dutifully. Red Robin shifted in his arms, and Kon could tell he didn’t buy it.
“Shouldn’t you see Nightwing? If you haven’t noticed, I’m Red Robin.”
Kon was stunned for a moment, but Bart was fast. “Tell him how amazing he is!”
“That was till I saw how awesome you were!” Kon gushed out and continued to fanboy. “When you came to the Titans’ training and it was just amazing!”
Kon winced internally. That sounded really bad. Thankfully Red Robin ignored it.
“Do you think you could set me down?” The man asked.
Kon could-no! If he set him down, Red Robin could probably batarang him in a second. He needed to stall…
“I like you,” Kon blurted out. That was actually the truth. Or he would as long as Red Robin didn’t feed him to Batman.
Red Robin looked surprised as hell, and Kon had no choice but to babble on. Because he was stupid, and there were no clouds to hide in. He was so going to kill Bart (and Cassie) for this.
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