Dick Grayson is just wingin it (![]() ![]() @ 2011-10-14 19:35:00 |
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Entry tags: | darcy rhone, kon-el/superboy |
Who:Kon and Darcy
What: Randomness
When: Today
where: Clark's place
Warnings: I don't foresee any!
It'd been a couple of days since he'd broken down in school and made a total scene that would have labeled him freak for life had it not been for Allana's awesome mind tricks. Things were stranger then strange for him emotionally and it wasn't a thing that he was used to. He was used to being able to skirt around emotion with jokes and a strong front, but this was harder then usual. This involved Clark. Clark was the first person he'd really learned how to care about since escaping Cadmus labs back home. Despite all their differences he really did care, and this one had accepted him even quicker then his. To die because of his alternate with his face was difficult to swallow. It had been hard to remember at times that Clark was not the same as his alternate face. Kon had even started to distance himself very slightly from the older Kryptonian. Even as slightly as the distancing was, it was probably noticeable. In the past before the dying part, he could have spent days at Clark's apartment happily, sometimes a week went by before he stopped in now.
There were still times when he texted him at random just to see how things were, but for whatever reason he had trouble finding words to talk to him normally. He hated it. It was Friday night and Kon was alone in his apartment thanks to Allana being grounded. He could have been over at Clark's or Connors by now, but instead he was staring with an empty gaze at a video game infront of him that had already ended at least half an hour ago with his character dying a miserable death by being eaten. Kon found his heart just wasn't in Friday night Vege mode without a vegging partner. It was stupid to be cooped up alone when he knew perfectly well the chances of Clark doing anything besides his usual patrol were small. They could be trying to have a regular old vege night like they had before. Things could finally be getting back to normal.
Kon sighed and put down his controller, running a hand through his short dark hair he headed over to Clark's place and knocked at the door. He was tired of being so awkward with him. It was time for it to stop, they were family. They would be able to get through anything. At least he hoped they would.