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Kyle owns a lot of stuff, but it was scattered throughout his apartment. Paint stains on the carpet, and hunt of the splatter on his walls. He keeps meaning to fix it, but always tells himself that it gives the place character. It was never good for bringing someone home, but this was CONNOR. He knows how he lives, and it wasn’t like he expects anything more out of him. He was so happy to just be here in this moment.

“If you’re lucky, and I’ll tell you right now that you definitely are.” Kyle says with a grin as he gives the other hand a squeeze. Once their orders were in he’s happy to turn his attention back to Connor after talking to their waitress. “I’ve been good, you know the universe always needs saving. I did have this one rough year, but that’s okay. My moms still doin’ good, still askin’ about you sometimes. How have you been? I want to know everything.”

It’s another thing to admire, the easy and blunt honesty that offsets any nerves that might otherwise linger. Connor laughs fondly, but in all actuality he’s just... content doesn’t do the feeling justice, happier than he’s been in a long while might just do it. There are fond memories of being in Kyle’s private space, and while there might be a mess or clutter to it, the place always felt more like a home than Connor had ever managed in his own. “I’m really getting all the luck today. You’re sure I can’t share some of it with you?”

It might be a public space, but it still feels... comfortable here, enough to talk about private matters despite the people around them. It certainly feels private anyway, the hand in his and mention of Kyle’s mom, a woman he unfortunately never had the chance to meet before everything changed. “Yeah? I’m kind of curious what you told her, but... i’d like to meet her sometime if that’s still on offer? I don’t mind answering some questions. Though I do wanna hear about that year, when you’re ready.” An assuring squeeze is given, to Kyle and a little boost of morale to himself as he thinks on how to summarise the time in separation. “I’ve had— kind of a mixed bag? I’m not sure what everyone’s told you, but uh... Rough couple months back at the ashram, got to grips with the gaps and the new grip. You’d have loved Master Jansen’s face first time I broke a doorknob.”

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Kyle likes being able to have his feet planted on Earth soil for longer if he could help it. He likes being able to see his mother more often — knowing that she was happy to have the lantern around for dinner. He remembers coming so close to introducing Connor to her. Now that they’re rekindling things perhaps that can get out back on the table. He wants to tell him about what happened to him, the scar, but maybe later tonight. Not right this moment. It was part of what’s happened to him since they’ve last seen each other.

“You? Selfish? Now there’s something new, but really go ahead and keep me long as you want tonight.” Kyle thinks he’d like that, actually knows he would. He knows they’ll both always have something to do, a heroic duty in place, but taking advantage of the here and now would be a good idea. The waitress comes by, and he smiles as he looks up at her. “Excuse me, can you tell me what the specials are today?” He flashes a toothed grin for a moment, and the woman repeats what’s written on the board. Kyle orders that, deciding to give it a try.

It’s a little thing, but Connor still can’t believe the way that Kyle thinks of him sometimes. He’s definitely not a material guy, time at the ashram really put that into perspective, and he’s happy with the bare minimum. There were times where he did feel selfish though, mostly in terms of gratefully stealing away a certain someone’s time and attention when he could. Or taking the name Green Arrow without a second’s thought. Granted he hadn’t known Roy to ask at the time, he didn’t regret it but... A thought for another time. Right now, he’s too busy holding back the eager butterflies, warmth in his chest with Kyle here offering the night away.

“You think? Now i’m just wondering what it’ll take to border the selfish territory to you here. Mm... All night, and a spot on your couch?” And, because he really doesn’t want to waste the chance. “Goodnight kiss?” A playful smile emerges, but truthfully he’s glad the heat on his face doesn’t show that easily, even without the dim diner lighting. Especially when the waitress takes a look at their hands, and Connor knows it’s probably blatantly obvious that he thinks of Kyle like he hangs the stars in the sky while he’s up there. Oh well, he wouldn’t turn that off even if he could. Instead, he has to fight back from laughing at the charm Kyle is laying on here — if only because he knows he’d be suckered in, if their situations were reversed. He asks for the most hopeful sounding vegetarian option, thanking her before she goes to pass on the order. “So, um. All flight patterns aside... How’ve you been? The others haven’t told me much outside of what’s happening at the moment.”

#trchbearer #kyle // 001 #con // kyle #sorry this is late bb #!!

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Kyle never knows what to do on a date, but yet somehow it feels natural being around Connor again. He never felt like he had to pretend to be something he wasn’t. He was truthfully a mess, his apartment a wreck as he doesn’t have a studio for his art. He just sort of keeps all of it everywhere, which ends in paint splatter being all over the place. He doesn’t have to have his life all together, and Connor has always inspired him to continue being better. He deserves that — they both deserve something good.

“I’m here until further notice. I mean, I do go out into space for small missions or just BECAUSE, but I’ll be on ground more often.” Kyle thinks that’s a blessing because sometimes when pure always off-planet that can make DATING hard. “I can be yours all night.” Kyle insists as he moves into one of the booths. Their hands still linked together. “I will of course, no one can resist my CHARMING SMILE.” He jokes, his shirt collar pulling down to reveal his scar as he shifts in his seat.

There’s a quick comfort, the reassurance that Kyle will be nearby enough for Connor to help, should something happen. Not that Kyle truly needs the extra hand — can still remember the number of times it’s been the other way around, Kyle there with a laugh and elaborate construct to keep Connor’s back safe — but old habits die hard. The visible scar is proof that even Kyle can get into trouble too deep, and while there’s clearly a story there that Connor isn’t aware of, he has to take a breath to calm himself at the instinctive anger at whoever thought to put it there. It’s not the time for that, not his place to ask, and Connor squeezes the hand in his as a grounding measure to keep to this moment and the good company.

“Yeah? I guess that doesn’t make me quite as selfish if i’m keeping you to myself tonight, then. We can celebrate my favourite lantern being back planet-side.” Connor manages, sincerely. There’d never be enough time, at least not as far as he can say, but he’d never complain about what time he was unbelievably afforded to steal Kyle from lantern duties. “Oh, you’ve got no reason to tell ME that, i’m well aware by now. Just try not to give them heart troubles with it, they might not have insurance.” He teases, although if it’s not clear he meant every word... Connor would feel pretty embarrassed at how much he clearly still likes this man, if it didn’t seem like he wasn’t alone in this boat.

#trchbearer #kyle // 001 #con // kyle

ofroyharper

There was something sweet in seeing how much Lian loves the rest of the family — especially when it comes down to Connor and Mia. They were important to him, wanting to look out for the younger archers the best he could. It truly does warm his heart seeing that genuine happiness between the two of them. “That’s me!” She says as her arms wrap around his neck, and staying there.

Roy has a grin on his face, as he uncrosses his arms from over his chest. He moves over to his brother. He dramatically places a hand on his chest. “How will I survive BOTH of you ganging up on me?” He says before he watches as Lian runs off - probably to return to the action flick on the television. “I’m good, few bruises, but ultimately everything has been GOOD. How about you? How is everything?” He asks as he moves toward the source of the loud sound — the television.

Lian’s cheer remains the most infectious he’s encountered, even whilst she scampers back off to the living room. Connor never expected to have such a soft spot for kids, with no siblings of his own until adulthood, but sure enough both Lian and Sin had earned nothing less than complete adoration. Roy was most likely lucky it was only everyone’s schedules that kept a constant stream of visitors to see them both, at this rate. Connor can’t and wouldn’t pretend he didn’t come here to spend time with his brother just as much as Lian, but it provided a convenient excuse regardless.

“You should have thought about that before you let me come over. I think she mentioned pigtails next time, i’m very happy to remind her...” Connor teases, laughing under his breath as he follows Roy inward. As far as he can tell that seems to be about right, there’s no visible injury or limp on Roy to be worried about, so at least today wouldn’t be struggling to get his brother to stay sat down. “I’m good! Figuring out what i’m meant to be doing as a landlord still, don’t know why Ma thought that was a good idea for me to try again. No injuries, saw Kyle... Got no complaints for you.”

#ofroyharper #roy // 001 #con // roy

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Kyle can’t remember the last time he had been so excited. He likes that answer, such bold questions answered. He feels so fortunate that they were able to be reunited in this again. The universe usually doesn’t throw him a good thing — but oh Connor was just that. He was like a LIGHT, and holding his hand again? Priceless. He’s going to treasure this moment, in hope that there was time in the future for them to go on more of these dates. It’s what this was, right? His cheeks are red again.

“I like that — we can just try out every surface we can to see what’s the best SPOT.” Kyle answers with a grin as he tilts his head to the side for a moment. When the diner comes into view he doesn’t want to let go of Connor’s hand yet. He uses the free one to open the door for the other man. “I’m starved personally, any food sounds great. I wonder what their specials are today.”

This definitely feels like a date, as far as Connor is concerned, although he half-wishes he was dressed in something other than the loose training clothes that he’d been walking around in. Only half-wishes. It’s hard to seriously want anything about how his day has suddenly turned to change when Kyle is rosy-cheeked beside him, and doing his absolute best to see if Connor’s face could melt the ice caps with the suggestions he’s pulling out. Changed or not, he’s only human, and the implications have him clearing his throat.

“Sounds like that might take quite some time. Might need to keep a running chart somewhere, see what works best for you. Then there’s the construct-surfaces... How long can I steal you for again?” Connor asks, the latter question entirely sincere. It’s not a new thing for him to think of, the amount Kyle is off-planet for unknown amounts of time, but it’s nostalgic to be able to ask again. He leads the way inside, to a similar window-booth to where they had met beforehand, and perhaps it’s both a touch stubborn and obvious that he’s kept their hands linked atop the table. It only feels fair to younger Connor, who’d been too dumbstruck to answer Kyle’s question about his preferences at the time. “Mm... I can’t—tell from the handwriting. Are you going to show me that charm on the waitress again and ask?”

#trchbearer #con // kyle #kyle // 001

ofroyharper

Roy pushes his fingers through the ginger licks, watching as Lian runs through the halls almost in a full sprint. She was determined to be the one to open the door, standing on her toes to wrap her little five year old hands around the handle. She opens it — a loud squeal coming out of her. Which makes Roy smile as he leans against the wall not too far off.

“UNCLE CONNOR!” The little girl shouts, and is already wrapped around the other archer’s leg. Roy smiles as he steps forward now at that point. [ @hawkearrow ]

“She was really looking forward to you coming over tonight. Can you tell?”

No amount of babysitting can truly prepare Connor for the sound of hurried little footsteps coming at him so much as knocking the door. The enthusiasm Lian manages still stumps Connor in awe — and maybe mild smugness, he’s catching up to Mia for Lian points — and even on the worst days Connor knows he’d still be grinning at the chance to scoop her up. Today’s no different, throwing her up in the air just a few inches before holding her close. “There’s my special lady!”

The dry comment in front doesn’t miss Connor’s attention, and he simply snickers in response before shutting the door behind him. “Oh, maybe a little. I think she knows if i’m here we both get to team up on you, don’t we?” The last is addressed to Lian, a kiss to her little cheek before gently setting her down and looking at his brother. “How have you been, anyway?

#ofroyharper #con // roy #roy // 001

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Kyle hadn’t moved on from his feelings for Connor yet — assuming that maybe he would see him again someday. If not then that was okay, but with his history he thought maybe he should stop trying for a while. He feels like his heart was going to beat right out of his chest though as he looks over at the other boy. His hand teaching back to give Connor’s a gentle squeeze. This felt so right, being here together again.

“I’ll keep that in mind. You’ll come over to hold me on my couch?” Kyle asks boldly, his cheeks a pink shade still as he says it. He feels so HAPPY which isn’t always the luxury he gets to have. “This CUTE BOY has nothing on you though.” He teases, as he leans in closer. “You can steal me away anytime.” He admits as he continues to walk alongside Connor to their spot.

Oh, okay. That’s definitely an offer that the archer was likely to refuse approximately... he strikes a blank, unable to even think of a scenario where he wouldn’t go for that possibility. Connor figures this is meant to be something he should be embarrassed about, but truth be told? He’s actually pretty delighted by the whole idea. An understatement if there was one, considering the way his stomach swoops just at the prospect. It’s not a new feeling, Connor knows, but Kyle’s the only person to ever bring it out in him.

“I’d love to. But I think that all depends if you’re willing to run the risk of a frequent couch-intruder. It might be worth trying a few places, see where you’d prefer.” Connor replies, because if Kyle is going to be bold, then the least he can do to meet him halfway for how much he enjoys it. Even if it makes the hand in Kyle’s own suddenly feel ten degrees warmer. “You say that now, but... I’m fairly sure a really cute boy has something on me now?” Connor retaliates, only practice allowing him to keep a baffled expression as their hands are lifted between them. It lasts perhaps two seconds, before wavering, and now it is embarrassment at himself that has him laughing - grateful for the appearance of the diner as a distraction. “Anyway, let’s start by getting you some food, mister stolen-goods.”

#trchbearer #con // kyle #kyle // 001

grdianoftheocean

“I think I’m getting the hang of this,” Kaldur announced monotonously as he rammed the race cart into the fence for the fifth time. Finding the correct speed for decelerating on the turns was still a struggle, but at least he was getting familiar with which buttons to press on the controller. Video games will still be well beyond him on the best of days, but it was the company that counted - it was always nice to be able to spend time with Connor. He pulled his cart out of the fence poles and clumsily attempted to stear himself back onto the digital road. There was way to much ground left to cover for him to catch up at this point, but it was the thought and effort that counted he supposed.

Connor can pretty much count the number of times he’s played video games on his fingers — the number of times he’s played this game? Fits on one hand at least, mainly thanks to his sister Mia’s insistence that is he can’t drive drive, he could at least try fake-drive. Or, fake it ‘til you make it. ...Connor definitely hasn’t made it, but even getting stuck driving backwards for the last lap has made this an almost even match. Almost. Kaldur’s driving at least puts Connor’s into mildly better perspective, here. Oh well. It kind of loses any embarrassment factor when they’re in the same boat here, and it’s worth it to catch some of Kaldur’s time regardless.

“You know, i’m pretty sure Moo-moo farm has enough fences as it is?” Connor laughs under his breath, at this point deciding... well, Kaldur getting to the finishing line is going to be the better victory for everyone involved here. “I mean, look at how happy the cows are with their newfound freedom. That has to be a moral victory under your belt.”

#grdianoftheocean #con // kaldur #kaldur // 001

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Kyle had been a lot of emotions when Connor disappeared. He had been confused, followed by a feeling of hurt until he found out what happened. He was used to relationships not working out. He wondered if maybe he was at fault for it — something about him being wrong. He knows if he wasn’t a superhero then Alex wouldn’t have been killed — and he doesn’t get started on the rest. They could have been something so much more — but now could be a second chance, right? Kyle hopes Connor isn’t seeing someone. “I don’t think I’ll be making that mistake again. Although I’ll admit to enjoying being in your arms.” He says as he places a hand in his hip, the other reaching out to adjust something on Connor’s chest. “They can live without me, I have this CUTE BOY to see. I think it is, want to go check it out?”

The implication that Kyle hadn’t kept what happened between them purely in the past helps to assuage the anxiety that Connor had initially burdened, upon thinking of their eventual reunion. It’s a relief, there’s no hiding that, even if it’s somewhat baffling for him to presume Kyle didn’t have someone... special now, in the time that kept them apart. He knows the number of people lucky to call him a friend or comrade, Connor can hardly count the blessings that meant he could have a chance. One he didn’t intend to waste.

Laughter spills unbidden at the comments, the lantern still managing to send him charmed and — okay, maybe embarrassed — at the flick of a switch. Thank god his siblings weren’t here to catcall. “I could have sworn we’ve been over this before. You don’t need to be in mild peril in order to get that. Just gotta ask.” Didn’t even have to do that, but Connor hasn’t been flustered like this in a long while, he knows his limits to what he can blurt out all in one go. Not that it stops him from reaching for Kyle’s hand with a playful smile; in for a penny, right?, and taking it in his for the walk over. “Well, when you see that cute boy let me know. I’m sure he won’t mind me stealing you away for some diner food.”

#trchbearer #con // kyle #kyle // 001

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The next date they were going to have Kyle had plans to tell Connor how he felt about him. He knew that those emotions were pretty obvious at the time, but he was going to actually SAY it. He wanted things to be official, but oh they didn’t ever get that chance. Time hasn’t been kind to him in all the ways — a large scar across his neck from that time he was stuck with the Omega Men. The time he almost died. He has this as a reminder of where he has been, but that is quickly forgotten as he’s just looking at the other man.

Kyle feels his feet land on the ground again, and he realizes that there was some people staring at them. He hugs Connor tight though — still not ready to let him go now that he’s here. “You don’t have to apologizes. You had a lot going on — which is putting it lightly I know. Hey, always look to the stars and you’ll know I’m looking back at you.” He pulls back, a smile on his face as he looks over at that man he was so fond of. “You have anywhere to be right now? We can go catch up?”

It doesn’t come as so much of a surprise that Kyle is being so understanding here, but that doesn’t mean Connor hasn’t been somewhat fraught at how Kyle would react to his disappearance. The darker parts of him expected perhaps anger, at the situation rather than the archer himself; and Connor knew he wouldn’t fault Kyle for it if that was the case. After all, he remembered where they were before parting. The stage of best friends, dates, so close to something more. Hell knows Connor had been angry for some time, that being taken away. But this is what he’d hoped for, nervously so, and to hear it is a huge breath of relief.

“You know, I like the sound of that. So long as it doesn’t send you falling from space... I’m really going to have to work on my catching to try that much,” Connor teases. Really, even if it happened that they couldn’t return to what they were before — this was good. As comforting now as when Connor first joined the hero lifestyle, even if his feelings hadn’t wavered. “If you’re sure the lanterns won’t miss you — I’d really like that. You think that diner we went to is still open these days?”

#trchbearer #con // kyle #kyle // 001

Being paired with Superboy isn’t something that Connor expected from his day, but faced with the task at hand he’s far from complaining. He seems perfectly nice so far, with good reviews from those who knew him. It’s just the building in question they need to break into infiltrate looks... pretty highly decked with security, and it’s only a mixture of hard work and luck that’s got them dropped on the roof without raising alarm bells. Which is great. But it doesn’t get them indoors.

“I don’t suppose you can see inside from here, can you? The only way in out here looks like...” Connor trails off with a wrinkled nose, somewhat reluctant at the option most obvious to them. “That’s either a vent or the start of a trash chute, isn’t it. Got a Plan B?” [@kryptonian-earthling]

#kryptonian-earthling #con // kon #kon // 001 #hope this is okay !

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This isn’t really how Kyle pictured the two of them seeing each other again. He was also a little embarrassed — or might be more if he wasn’t so flustered. He should be better than to lose his concentration like that, but the flood of old emotions coming back was A LOT. He knows that they weren’t going to just go away, he wasn’t that type of guy. He wears his heart on his sleeve, and puts it all out there when he’s interested in someone. Connor was amazing, and he even has that dog drawing he did pinned to his fridge at home.

It amazes him that the other man caught him, and he wraps an arm around his neck not even minding that he was still in his arms. He missed Connor too much to be anywhere else. His cheeks still red as he gets to hear that familiar voice again. It was like music to his ears — better than any painting he has ever made. “I missed you. I missed you so much. I’m okay, nothing is broken. You caught me before I could hurt myself. I — I just saw you and forgot to think.”

How long has it been since he last saw Kyle? Connor can’t tell. He can remember their last goodbye, happy and sweet, with the promise of another date to come soon. Of course, they didn’t know that would be possible at the time. It’s clear from looking at Kyle now that the time apart hasn’t been painful for just himself. A scar where there used to be none, the disbelief in his voice at Connor’s presence... It hurts to see. But it’s also clear this is the same man he left behind, with the same easy affection and honest smile Connor adored.

The arm around him finally reminds Connor of their position, in public no less, where sure enough a few passersby are giving them odd looks. Still, reluctant to let Kyle go, he sets the lantern down to his feet — just to wrap him in a tight hug instead. “That’s the first time someone fell out of the sky for me. I was just thinking about you, thought I might have summoned you somehow.” He pulls back, just enough to look at Kyle properly, and take in the last of those red cheeks while he can. “I missed you too. As soon as I could remember you, really... It’s been—.. I’m really sorry it’s been so long. I wanted to find you and explain, but — I guess I looked most places but the sky, huh?”

#trchbearer #con // kyle #kyle // 001 #bless this mess🙏

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This was meant to be a quick patrol, but soon as Kyle had seen him he stops in the middle of the air. CONNOR? He remembers how he felt, all those familiar emotions coming back to the surface as he was looking at the man he had grown to be so fond of. They went on a few dates — never made it to be official, but he was ready to introduce the man to his mother before he disappeared. Eventually Roy told him what happened, but warned him that Connor didn’t remember. He was crushed.

Here he was though, staring at him as he reflects on those memories. He starts to forget what he was doing — not being able to focus so he falls out of the air. He lands in the archer’s arms and he’s blushing a dark red as he looks up at him. His uniform is gone to leave him in his civvies as he tries to form a sentence. “MY HERO. Are you — are you really here? I—” [ @hawkearrow ]

It’s times like these, when Connor is supposed to be off-duty, that he really begrudges not being able to find or catch up with his friends from... before. It’s difficult, really, considering his phone had been shot to pieces — and these numbers weren’t exactly in the directory. There’s one person in particular that lingers in the front of his mind, but then he’s pretty sure his phone doesn’t cover extraterrestrial calls. Or maybe it doesn’t need to. A flash of green up above has something in Connor’s chest clenching, hiccuping, and rebooting in the time it takes to realise — That’s Kyle. No, wait, that’s Kyle falling.

Connor catches the lantern without a second’s thought, although it looks like Kyle is just as surprised by that fact as he is. Or embarrassed. Mostly, Connor is in a state of disbelief that thinking about this man could summon him from the sky itself. It takes a second for his brain to catch up to what Kyle has said, and he suddenly feels his face turn inexplicably hot at the sound of the lantern’s voice. When he first pieced together his memories with the other, he wasn’t sure how reliable they were, that he could feel like that. Flashes of dates and trying to make Kyle smile, Kyle right here, pink-cheeked and in his arms quickly puts that to rest. “I, uh, hope so? Wait. Sorry, that’s stupid— I’m definitely here, Kyle.” A sheepish laugh follows, but it still takes him a couple of seconds through the shellshock to remember what just happened. “Are you okay? That was... quite a fall. You’re not hurt, are you?”

#trchbearer #con // kyle #kyle // 001

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