Moment of Desire
Title: Moment of Desire
Characters: Tim Drake, Kon-El
Word Count: 1045
Author: halcyon_moon
Rating: R
Summary: The Teen Titans have just returned from a battle and Conner and Tim decide to go take a shower. Done for my Tim/Kon Slash Fic Challenge.
Prompt: Denial
He tried to force himself not to think of watching Conner changing in the locker room, but sometimes he just couldn’t help himself. Each time they returned to the tower from a battle, it would be the same thing. Cassandra doing whatever she does. Garfield and Bart arguing over what toppings would be on the pizza for dinner. And Conner would go up to the boy’s locker room and take a hot shower. Sometimes, Tim wanted to go in with him, just once.
“Going to get a shower?” Tim questioned. He tried to play it cool. They’d just come back from putting out a fire at a hospital and all of them, even Garfield and Bart, were completely exhausted.
“Don’t I always, Tim?”
“I think I might come up too. All this ash in my hair. Don’t want it getting all over my pillow.” His voice cracked as he chuckled. He was nervous.
“Heh…” Something was bothering Conner. It was obvious.
“Wait. Did you want your privacy? Because I can wait.”
“No it’s cool. You can come if you want.”
“Alright.”
Tim proceeded up the stairs to his room to gather the clothes he normally wears around the tower. T-shirt. Jeans. Then his undergarments and toiletries.
As he approached the bathroom door, he could hear movement. Conner was taking his clothes off. Tim was never able to grasp how shameless Conner was. He’d just walk around without his towel, no matter who was around.
Alright Tim. Just open the door. He coached himself. It’s fine.
There he was, naked with his back facing the door. He must have heard the door open.
“Sorry about that. I’m so used to being in here alone.” Conner forced a laugh as he grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist.
“You’re fine.” He paused for a moment, contemplating bringing it up here in this setting. “Hey is something wrong Conner?”
“What makes you say that?” He still failed to make eye contact.
“That right there. You still haven’t even looked at me.”
“Well, I’m fine.” He finally managed to look Tim in the eye.
“If you say so…”
Conner removed his towel and walked into the showers. The room became dense with fog almost immediately. Tim was still just as nervous as he was before he came into the bathroom, and the thought of having to be in the showers, naked, with Conner was not helping the situation whatsoever. It was like he was a different person in front of Conner. He couldn’t think of anyone else he was like this in front of.
Tim stood there for 5 minutes, contemplating whether or not he was going to just leave Conner to himself. He seemed like he needed the time alone. That’s what a good friend would do. He grabbed his things and was about to open the bathroom door when he sees Conner’s soapy head peering out of the shower.
“I thought you were coming in?”
“Nah, I’ll give you your space. You need it.”
“Come on in. I need some company.” It seemed as if Conner’s foul mood was gone to a certain extent. Maybe he did just need someone to talk to.
“Alright” Tim was reluctant because he remembered he still had to remove his clothing. Ahh what the hell. I might as well. So he proceeded to remove his costume until he was standing there in his underwear, and his towel thrown over his shoulder.
It had been about a minute or so before Conner peeked his head out again, asking Tim what was taking him so long. If he didn’t just get over himself, he would end up missing an opportunity to see Conner naked. He proceeded to remove his underwear, take a deep breath, and walk into the shower area.
“You do realize you still have your mask on, right?” Conner smiled, facing Tim for the first time. He tried not to stare at his penis, but he was unable to help himself. Stop, Tim! He reminded himself as he removed his mask and went back over to his things.
“Sometimes I forget I have it on.” He stepped into the shower room and realized he had a dilemma on his hands. Which shower head was he going to wash at? He could go one of two routes. The one next to Conner, where he’d have full viewing access and it would seem rather normal considering how long they’d been friends. But that would be too much exposure. He was already embarrassed enough being in the same room as Conner naked. Or he could go to one of the showers on the opposite side. There he’d get distance and wouldn’t be as embarrassed.
Tim chose the stall on the other side of the room. If he was lucky enough, he’d be able to sneak peeks without Conner noticing him. He’d have to be really careful if it were to work. When the water got hot enough, he started washing up. As he washed his hair, he heard Conner’s shower turn off.
“Why’d you come over here? What are you scared of me or something?”
“No, I just…”
“I don’t get why Tim Drake is being so shy. It’s not like I don’t have what you’ve got.” Conner motioned his eyes down to Tim’s penis. This made Tim uncomfortable.
“Hah…” He chuckled, continuing to wash, “Are you leaving now?”
“No I was just going to shower over here, if that’s ok.”
“Yea, I don’t mind.” He turned to face away from Conner.
“Tim…”
“Yeah?”
Conner hesitated for a moment. Something was on his mind, but he couldn’t quite gather the words.
“Nevermind…” He sighed, turning away from Tim so that their backs were now facing each other.
“No, what is it?”
“Nothing. It’s nothing.”
“You su-“ Conner suddenly reached his arms around Tim’s waist and pulled him close.
“Tim… I…”
“Conner, what are you doing?”
“I… It’s nothing sorry.” Conner shut the water off and ran out of the shower as fast as he could.
“Conner…”
Characters: Tim Drake, Kon-El
Word Count: 1045
Author: halcyon_moon
Rating: R
Summary: The Teen Titans have just returned from a battle and Conner and Tim decide to go take a shower. Done for my Tim/Kon Slash Fic Challenge.
Prompt: Denial
He tried to force himself not to think of watching Conner changing in the locker room, but sometimes he just couldn’t help himself. Each time they returned to the tower from a battle, it would be the same thing. Cassandra doing whatever she does. Garfield and Bart arguing over what toppings would be on the pizza for dinner. And Conner would go up to the boy’s locker room and take a hot shower. Sometimes, Tim wanted to go in with him, just once.
“Going to get a shower?” Tim questioned. He tried to play it cool. They’d just come back from putting out a fire at a hospital and all of them, even Garfield and Bart, were completely exhausted.
“Don’t I always, Tim?”
“I think I might come up too. All this ash in my hair. Don’t want it getting all over my pillow.” His voice cracked as he chuckled. He was nervous.
“Heh…” Something was bothering Conner. It was obvious.
“Wait. Did you want your privacy? Because I can wait.”
“No it’s cool. You can come if you want.”
“Alright.”
Tim proceeded up the stairs to his room to gather the clothes he normally wears around the tower. T-shirt. Jeans. Then his undergarments and toiletries.
As he approached the bathroom door, he could hear movement. Conner was taking his clothes off. Tim was never able to grasp how shameless Conner was. He’d just walk around without his towel, no matter who was around.
Alright Tim. Just open the door. He coached himself. It’s fine.
There he was, naked with his back facing the door. He must have heard the door open.
“Sorry about that. I’m so used to being in here alone.” Conner forced a laugh as he grabbed his towel and wrapped it around his waist.
“You’re fine.” He paused for a moment, contemplating bringing it up here in this setting. “Hey is something wrong Conner?”
“What makes you say that?” He still failed to make eye contact.
“That right there. You still haven’t even looked at me.”
“Well, I’m fine.” He finally managed to look Tim in the eye.
“If you say so…”
Conner removed his towel and walked into the showers. The room became dense with fog almost immediately. Tim was still just as nervous as he was before he came into the bathroom, and the thought of having to be in the showers, naked, with Conner was not helping the situation whatsoever. It was like he was a different person in front of Conner. He couldn’t think of anyone else he was like this in front of.
Tim stood there for 5 minutes, contemplating whether or not he was going to just leave Conner to himself. He seemed like he needed the time alone. That’s what a good friend would do. He grabbed his things and was about to open the bathroom door when he sees Conner’s soapy head peering out of the shower.
“I thought you were coming in?”
“Nah, I’ll give you your space. You need it.”
“Come on in. I need some company.” It seemed as if Conner’s foul mood was gone to a certain extent. Maybe he did just need someone to talk to.
“Alright” Tim was reluctant because he remembered he still had to remove his clothing. Ahh what the hell. I might as well. So he proceeded to remove his costume until he was standing there in his underwear, and his towel thrown over his shoulder.
It had been about a minute or so before Conner peeked his head out again, asking Tim what was taking him so long. If he didn’t just get over himself, he would end up missing an opportunity to see Conner naked. He proceeded to remove his underwear, take a deep breath, and walk into the shower area.
“You do realize you still have your mask on, right?” Conner smiled, facing Tim for the first time. He tried not to stare at his penis, but he was unable to help himself. Stop, Tim! He reminded himself as he removed his mask and went back over to his things.
“Sometimes I forget I have it on.” He stepped into the shower room and realized he had a dilemma on his hands. Which shower head was he going to wash at? He could go one of two routes. The one next to Conner, where he’d have full viewing access and it would seem rather normal considering how long they’d been friends. But that would be too much exposure. He was already embarrassed enough being in the same room as Conner naked. Or he could go to one of the showers on the opposite side. There he’d get distance and wouldn’t be as embarrassed.
Tim chose the stall on the other side of the room. If he was lucky enough, he’d be able to sneak peeks without Conner noticing him. He’d have to be really careful if it were to work. When the water got hot enough, he started washing up. As he washed his hair, he heard Conner’s shower turn off.
“Why’d you come over here? What are you scared of me or something?”
“No, I just…”
“I don’t get why Tim Drake is being so shy. It’s not like I don’t have what you’ve got.” Conner motioned his eyes down to Tim’s penis. This made Tim uncomfortable.
“Hah…” He chuckled, continuing to wash, “Are you leaving now?”
“No I was just going to shower over here, if that’s ok.”
“Yea, I don’t mind.” He turned to face away from Conner.
“Tim…”
“Yeah?”
Conner hesitated for a moment. Something was on his mind, but he couldn’t quite gather the words.
“Nevermind…” He sighed, turning away from Tim so that their backs were now facing each other.
“No, what is it?”
“Nothing. It’s nothing.”
“You su-“ Conner suddenly reached his arms around Tim’s waist and pulled him close.
“Tim… I…”
“Conner, what are you doing?”
“I… It’s nothing sorry.” Conner shut the water off and ran out of the shower as fast as he could.
“Conner…”