fic: Wardrobe Malfunction
Title: Wardrobe Malfunction
Author: darthbatgirl
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: I own nothing
Characters: Kon/Roy/Tim, Alfred, Bruce
Summary: Tim, Roy, and Kon get an early morning wake up call
Warnings:implied nudity, threesome, slash
A/N: written for
dcu_freeforall's spring challenge, prompt is where's my pants? My table can be found here.
Tim stirred slightly in his sleep, he barely cracked an eye and smiled sleepily. He laid between Roy and Kon, his head on Roy's chest with Roy's arms wrapped around him, and Kon laid behind Tim, head on Tim's shoulder, and arm thrown over Tim with his hand on Roy's hip. They only had a sheet pulled up over them, with Kon's natural body heat anything more would be overkill.
Bruce was out of town on JLA business and he invited Roy and Kon to spend the evening with him. After a pretty much uneventful night, the threesome retired to the manor - to Tim's room. - for a little winding down. Tim snuggled back into Kon's arms, letting sleep wash over him again.
Suddenly the peaceful morning was driven away by the ringing of the phone next to Tim's bed. All three woke with a start.”UUUURRGGGHH!!” Kon groaned as he rolled over and buried his head underneath the pillows. “Who set the damn alarm?”
“It's just the phone Kon.” Roy yawned as Tim reached across him to grab the phone.
“Hello?” Tim said.
“Good morning Master Tim,” Alfred said brightly on the other end of the phone.
“Alfred?” Tim asked as he yawned sleepily.
“Yes sir. Sorry to wake you, but I thought you might want to know that Master Bruce came home early from his business with the JLA and thought to show you a new gadget and is now on his way up to your room.”
“WHAT! Bruce is coming up here NOW?!” Tim cried out.
“Yes sir.”
“Uh...Thanks Alfred. Guys . . .,” Tim said as he hung up the phone.
“We're already ahead of you Tim,” Roy said. He and Kon were already pulling on clothes.
“You don't think he knows, do you,” Kon asked as he pulled up his briefs.
“Nah, we've been careful,” Roy said as he laced up his boots.
“But Alfred knows.”
“There not a lot that Alfred doesn't know,” Tim said.
“Uh guys, where's my pants?” Kon asked as he franticly tossed clothes around looking for his clothing.
“What do you mean, they were right over here last night.” Roy said as he went to help Kon.
“We really don't have time for this. Bruce will be here any minute now.” Tim said as he glanced at his closed door.
“Well what do you want me to do Tim?” Kon asked as he bent to look under Tim's bed. “Fly back to Metropolis half dressed.”
“Now if you made it half naked Kon, I'd throw in some money to make it really interesting,” Roy said with a leer.
“Absolutely not,” Kon said with a shake of his head. “What kind of money are we talking about here?”
Tim rolled his eyes as he tossed Kon a pair of sweat pants, “Here, you can wear these.”
Kon eyed the sweats and then eyed Tim's slim waist. “No offense Tim, but there is a difference between getting into your pants and getting into your pants.”
“Fine fly to Metropolis half dressed. See if I care,” Tim said.
“Dude, I can hear him coming up the stairs.” a note of panic cracking Kon's voice.
“Kon I'm sorry but you have to leave now. Just fly high and I'm sure no one will notice.” Tim said as he dragged Kon toward his window and throwing it open.
“Fly high? That's your plan?”
“Right now? With Roy the only one right now who is fully dressed and Bruce only feet away from my room where it's painfully obvious that I had a very interesting sleepover last night? Yes thats my plan,” Tim said
“Don't worry Tim. I'll protect our boy's virtue,” Roy said as he kissed Tim and perched on the window sill. “Call you later pretty bird.”
“Just hope Lois doesn't get wind of this, I'll never hear the end of this if she does,”Kon said as he kissed Tim as well and wrapped his arm around Roy's waist as they slipped out the window.
Tim smiled for a second as he watched his lovers fly off. Then he was a flurry of motion as he threw the blankets up over his bed and grabbed a T-shirt from a dresser drawer and a pair of jeans from the floor of his closet.
Just as he was yanking the shirt over his head there came a knock at the door. “Tim? Are you awake?”
“Yeah Bruce, just let me put on some pants,” Tim said as he pulled up the pair of jeans and fastened them. With one last satisfied look around the room, Tim walked to the door and open it for Bruce. As he smiled up at his adoptive father he felt his jeans slip and fall down to his knees.
“Did I come at a bad time Tim?” Bruce asked as he arched an eyebrow as he regarded his youngest son's state of dress.
Tim could feel the blush spread across his face as he yanked up the fallen jeans. “NO! I - I mean no. I was just - just trying out a new style is all. Baggy pants are back in you know and thought I'd try it out.”
“Oh. Well anyway, I brought back some technology from Epanon VIII. I thought you might be interested in it.” Bruce said as he held out a hand held device the size of an IPod.
“Neat,” Tim said as he took the offered device in one hand while he kept his pants up with the other. “What does it do?”
“Well it has the ability to . . .” Bruce paused as he looked at Tim. “You know Tim, I usually don't comment on your style choices. But I really don't think this is a good look for you.”
“I was going to add a belt,” Tim said lamely.
“Right,” Bruce said. “Look I don't think that there was anything wrong with your old style. Why don't you find some pants that aren't 'baggy' and come down stairs, and we can talk about the new tech okay?”
“Sure Bruce,” Tim said as Bruce left. He let go of the pants to shut the door, just to have the pants slide down again. Tim sighed as he leaned against the door. The piece of alien tech in one hand and Kon's pants in the other. Well he considered, at least he could tell Kon he found his pants.
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A smile slowly spread across Bruce's face as he walked downstairs. He wasn't quite sure who the boys thought they were fooling. It had been fairly obvious weeks ago that Kon and Roy had finally been able to charm their way into Tim's heart. He was content to let the boys have their privacy, fully intending to have a talk with both Roy and Kon when their relationship became 'public'.
For now he just hoped he had time to call Lois. The two had been having to much fun in sharing stories of how the threesome had been dodging discovery. Bruce was certain that knowing that her eldest was flying home half dressed, would have Lois doubled over in laughter