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Kon flopped face-first onto the bed with a groan dramatic enough to qualify as a medical emergency. he had already shed his clothes. (left his underwear on because Tim insists on it.)
"timmy drakey~"
"yeah" Tim says off mindlessly as he folds the clothes that they were going to wear tomorrow. he looked so domestic and cute. He loved it when Tim took care of him or his things.
"cannnn youuu turnnn theee lighttt offfff?~" but unfortunately kon was to sun-derived to compliment him like he normally does. he would bathe in the sunlight and get better in what?-3 minutes? then he could wrap his arms around Tim and tuck the smaller man in to his arms and sleep like a baby after waking its parents.
but kon couldn't cause he couldn't get better yet since it was night. sure he could bathe in moon light since its just the sun light reflected but that would be too slow and tim was still working on the portable artificial sun that tethers on the amount of heat that a human can take and overlap the amount of sunlight a kryptonian needs so you can find the perfect line where a kryptonian can heal fast enough but a human in the room could be unaffected.
gosh, his boyfriend was so smart.
"of course honey."
Kon gave a tired Korean heart with his hands without looking. The mission had gone long, Lex had been involved which automatically made everything ten times more annoying and all Kon wanted was sleep and maybe to be held a little.
Actually, definitely to be held a little.
The bedroom was warm, soft gold light spilling from the lamps onto dark wooden floors. Their grandfather clock ticked steadily in the corner, something Alfred had insisted to give, he said 'gave the room character.' it was a huge ass room so it didn't even matter.
Kon usually tuned it out.
…
…
…?
The room stayed bright.
Conner cracked one eye open. “princess?”
Tim wasn’t looking at him anymore. he was staring across the room at the grandfather clock with terrifying focus. a grin was forming. "Tim, are you ok?" kon laughed.
Tick.
Tick.
Tick.
no response was given and he could hear Tim's heart beat rise higher then it was supposed to be. all that bat training beaten by a clock? no there must be something. Conner pushed himself up onto one elbow. “Tim? honey?”
Tim held up one finger without looking away from the clock face.
"5"
"five what?"
"4"
"are you counting down?" kon shot up from his bed. what could that mean?
"3..2..1!" Tim was…happy? oh fudge.
12:00 AM.
"you missed our anniversary!" Tim sounded so happy that kon momentarily thought about smiling. but then his heart dropped when he realized what Tim said.
he missed the anniversary!? no way! it was… shit it was today. kon grumbled and ran his hand down his face. "Tim..I.." It felt like kon had committed a grave sin. (well he did.) he should've gone to hell for this. (well he should). "Tim, I'm so so sorry." kon was the devil incarnate. he hadn't done that in a while. he used to forget stuff a lot when the relationship was starting. sometimes he even forgot Tim's birthday. one time he hadn't known about it until a week later
"here's what's going to happen" Tim giggles but sharply schools his face. the giggle was cuter then anything but the look of 'you did something wrong' after wasn't.
"I'm not talking to you for three days. and we are not having sex for 3 weeks."
"3 weeks!? i can't talk to you for 3 days??" Conner looked genuinely horrified. “Baby, please.”
Tim’s mouth twitched dangerously. “Sentence has already been decided.”
“That’s cruel.”
“You forgot our anniversary.” Tim pouted.
“I know, I know, I’m the worst person alive—”
“You said it, not me.” Tim had a small soft smile as he grabbed his pillow.
kon reached out and wrapped his hands around the small wrist with a death grip.
"ow!"
"Tim you have to stay!" Conner begged. sure he could live without any of the punishments but he had to have Tim beside him to sleep. he would be restless without him. he didn't even know how he lived without the angel sleeping beside him that he would cling on for dear life.
"its just for a day."
"Tim please! I'm so sorry" it was kon's turn to pout and tried his best puppy face. it seemed to work as Tim set the pillow down. but when kon hesitantly let go of him he ran off to the guest room. he didn't have the energy of following him.
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The second they walked into the manor dining room, everyone yelled, “Surprise!”
Conner physically recoiled.
The room was covered in anniversary decorations.
There was a cake. it had happy anniversary on it.
Dick was holding party poppers. "we wanted to celebrate with you guys but we were afraid of putting a hole though your plans."
Jason was already laughing and they hadn’t even explained anything yet, he was just rude and laughing at kon's face which looked like it was constipated.
Cassandra spoke up in the silence -ignoring Jason's cackles.- "guilty. kon looks guilty."
"no I don't."
"yes, you do."
After the awkward celebration they moved to dinner. Duke was the first one who said something to kon.
"dude what happened? Tim is glaring at you."
"I… I kinda forgot our anniversary .
Jason pointed at Conner like he’d discovered comedy itself. “No way. You forgot your anniversary?”
“In my defense-”
Tim looked at him sternly from the other side of the table.
"but I was on a mission!-"
Tim looked even sternly.
Duke wiped tears from his eyes clearly enjoying himself. “That explains why Tim came here looking so… ”
Conner groaned. “Can everyone stop enjoying my suffering?”
“Absolutely not,” Steph said immediately.
Dick slung an arm around Conner’s shoulders, still laughing. “What’s the punishment?”
Conner hesitated.
Tim smiled sweetly though.
Jason noticed first. “Oh my god,” he breathed. “There’s a punishment.”
“He’s not talking to me for two days,” Conner muttered.
The family collectively winced.
"Tim is more petty than that. what else?" Stephanie leaned in for the gossip.
“And,” Tim added helpfully, “No copulation for three weeks.” he whispered but realized by everyone in his formal accent that he meant sex.
literally everyone laughed so loud that Alfred had to come in to shut them up.
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kon wrapped his arms around Tim, Tim had been on the edge of sleeping.
the rest of the hang out, at random times people just suddenly burst into laughter. it was funny sure but the guilt settled in kon's chest deeper and deeper.
"you know it was a mistake right?"
"…" Tim nodded.
"I really didn't mean it-" lips meet his for only a second but kon was imminently reassured. Conner looked at him and felt some of the shame ease out of his chest.
"shut up" that was the last word that he heard for 2 days but at least Tim still loved him.