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Tim hummed as he worked on some case files, looking through case notes and going through tabs on his laptop.
Tim rubbed his eyes, they were burning, he was on his fourth energy drink and he was so close to figuring out this case!
He's been working non-stop since last night. He knows he has a lead. He just needs to work on it a little more and then he'll go to bed.
The only sound was the click of his laptop and some scribbling he did on a notebook next to him. Tim downing his energy drink, feeling the luke-warm drink go down before shaking his head and continuing.
When Tim figured out what he was looking before he fist bumped the air. Yes! He did it! He'll just write up a report for Bruce, send that over and then go out at night to follow up on it.
Tim smiling victoriously, stretching in his chair when suddenly the lights in his room came on. Tim jerked about to grab his bo staff when he snapped his head to see his boyfriend deadpanning him.
Kon wearing a black shirt with his leather jacket over it paired with a dark red skirt, with his combat boots on. He was holding a red bag in his head with gold tissue paper in it.
"Kon! What are you doing here! It's 2 am in the morning!" Tim gawked at his boyfriend, rubbing his eyes as Kon's eyes twitched.
He walked across the room and grumbled. "Babe... it's eleven in the morning..." And suddenly Kon opened the curtains in Tim's room and Tim flinched at the bright light, rubbing and blinking his eyes as he looked to see...it was morning...
Did he really stay up all night?
Kon turned to him, taking a look at his room, with empty energy cans everywhere, scattered notes and clothes on the ground. Tim was usually very tidy...he just forgot to clean up yesterday when he started on his case.
Kon sighed at Tim. "You didn't sleep at any point?" Tim just answered with a sheepish shrug as Kon shook his head. "We were supposed to go out today, babe. I was going to show you that good Indian food place for lunch I found last week and then take you around to treat you. Then head to Ma's place for cake before we headed to Bruce's."
They were supposed to hangout today? Wait...he doesn't remember planning a date with Kon today...
Kon stared at Tim, watching Tim scramble for his memories. "Did you forget?" And Tim just stayed quiet. "Oh my God, of course you did. Babe... it's your birthday."
Tim blinked... his... birthday? Tim turned to his laptop and looked at the calendar at the bottom corner to see July 19th. Tim glanced over at his phone and flipped it over, turning it on for the first time since last night to see his family and friends sending him birthday messages
Well now...
Tim just looked up at Kon to see Kon annoyed. Kon hated when Tim got too focus on something and forgot to take care of himself. His amazing, loving boyfriend will like to see Tim in his old age.
Tim grinned and raised his shoulders. "It's my birthday...I get birthday privileges?"
Kon stared at Tim for a quiet moment before snorting in amusement, Tim's heart fluttering to see the reaction he got out of the Super. "Yeah...well, I guess you're right. I'll let you sleep in for bit. We can skip lunch and head to Ma's place after. We can go to the Indian restaurant another day." Kon stepping towards Tim and kissing his lips as Tim melted at the action.
"Thanks, darling." Tim smiled at Kon softly and Tim got a hum.
"Before you sleep, here. Open my gift." Kon smiled and handed the red bag to Tim. Tim grabbing it as Kon smirked. "It reminded me of you."
Tim grabbed the golden tissue out, throwing it to the side before peering into the red bag and... Tim snorted.
He put his arms in to see a huge raccoon plushy that fit perfectly in his arms. "I remind you of a raccoon?" Tim asked the Kryptonian as Kon stood their proud of himself.
"Yup!" Kon popped the 'p' as he leaned towards Tim. "Cute, absolutely smart and a dirty mess."
"I'm not a dirty mess." Tim argued with a raised brow.
Kon immediately looked around his room, at the empty can, clothes on the ground, eyeing some dirty dishes Tim forgot to put in the sink and then his desk...right... Tim just huffed, refusing to disagree or agree as Kon laughed.
Kon smiled and then gently kissed him again. Tim smiling into the kiss as he released on hand from the raccoon plushie and wrapped it around Kon's neck. They slowly pulled away after a moment, leaning their foreheads on each other as Kon looked at Tim with so much adoration.
"Happy birthday, Tim."
