Flash of Thought

seamstress-sigma:

Okay, welp, this is really short but since Hearts had an anon prompt she couldn’t fill and I need to post something anyways, here it is :33

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Conner sighs, bored, and gives up his attempts to re-assemble Tim’s pencil sharpener with his TTK in favor of trying to get Tim’s attention. Tim, who’s sitting across from him in his room in Titan’s Tower, typing furiously on his laptop, trying to trace some criminal or another. Tim, who probably hasn’t slept in days. Tim, who was apparently deaf now.

Tim, who was seriously pissing him off. 

“Tim!” No answer. Not even a twitch behind the thick material of the cowl. So, like any mature, rational friend, Kon proceeds to play with Tim’s cape. 

He twirls the ends around his fingers, tugging it lightly in different places, vying for Tim’s attention by way of annoyance. 

It works. 

Tim’s shoulders start tensing, little by little, until finally he snaps, twirling around, effectively ripping his cape from Conner’s grasp. “What do you want, Conner?” He uses the (barely) calm and controlled angry voice, the one that makes him so fun to mess with. 

“Isn’t that uncomfortable?” Tim seems surprised by the question, even going as far as to straighten up out of his angry/defensive stance and raise an eyebrow, looking confused. “What? My cape?” 

Kon nods. “Isn’t it ever hot, or itchy?” Tim shifts, almost uncomfortably. “Not really…the suit has an aeration system for that, you know.”

Conner grins mischievously. “Well, yeah, sure, the cowl’s got a few conveniences, but don’t you ever wonder…what people will say?” Tim shifts seamlessly back into a defensive posture and expression, raising a cautious eyebrow behind the cowl. 

“…What do you mean, ‘What people will say,’?” Kon’s grin widens. 

“Well, you know, they could always…” Kon trails off, side eyeing Tim quickly before abusing his speed to rush towards Tim, pulling his cowl, cape and bandoliers off in one go, put them on (though the cowl doesn’t quite fit his head and sits awkwardly halfway down his face) and glide back, a few inches off the floor at this point, back to his previous place a few yards away.

By the time Tim has his bearings back enough to be able to growl at Kon for taking his gear, Kon is already in the stupidest position manageable, trying (and failing) to stand dynamically, with one finger pointed upwards at an angle, a mockery of Tim, when he leads the Titans.

Tim opens his mouth to growl, yell and laugh—he isn’t sure which—and ends up just sputtering as Conner shouts, loudly, “I am vengance, I am the Night, I am…Condom Man!” Kon erupts into a fit of laughter and, despite his agitation, feels his own small smile growing at his boyfriend’s stupidity. 

….Which is right about when the door clicks, Cassie walks in, and Conner is suddenly left alone to explain as Tim slips, while wearing his own triumphant smirk, into the closet.

PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT

LOL

xD