peter falls asleep leaning against conner.
plopping down at the edge of some random building's rooftop, conner let out a quiet sigh. one perk of being half kryptonian was that he didn't get tired nearly as fast as full humans did, but even he had to admit that flying around new york city helping @spidersensed fight baddies took a toll on him. certainly didn't help that the sun was beginning to set and a long winter day in the big apple didn't provide much in the way of sunlight. ❝ are all of your days like this ? ❞ he asks as spiderman comes to sit next to him, gaze looking at the other hero for a moment before looking back at the cityscape. if all of his days really were like this, then he really had to applaud the webslinging hero for keeping up with it all.
❝ because just dealing with ol' sandman was annoying. couldn't imagine fighting him without heat vision. you should— ❞ he pauses when he feels a gentle weight fall against his shoulder, and turning to look provides him with the surprise of spiderman asleep against him. guess even heroes got tired sometimes. it brings a smile to his features, and conner lifts a hand to give the other's head a gentle pat before his hand falls back to his side. guess he was on night watch until the other woke back up.
nonverbal prompts ━ accepting
