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And Burn the Phoenix by Livia
Fandom: DC COMICS
Pairing: Conner Kent/Bart Allen (aka Superboy/Kid Flash)
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
liviapenn
Author Website: Livia's Library
Why this must be read:
This is a brilliant character piece as well as being as cute as a box full of baby bunnies. If you finish this story and don't have a desperate desire to snuggle these boys, you've got a hard heart. This is a story about growing up and friends and the things you don't notice because they're right in front of you.
Bart looks incredibly gloomy for a second, hunching forward and resting his chin on his knees. But then he takes a breath and...he's still gloomy.
"Dude." Kon reaches out for his shoulder. "Are you... okay?"
"Well, for one thing, I'm really tired of people asking me that just because I'm acting like a responsible person instead of an impulsive little kid. I *am* okay. I'm good. I'm. I'm really just adjusting to this whole new thing and we had a rough week and whoa, hey--!" And Kon tackles him, and Bart stares up at him with those huge freaky orange eyes, and Kon squeezes his wrists tighter and just holds him down.
"For serious, Bart. What's wrong."
"Uh, *you're* being a big superfreak-- you want to let me go?"
"Nope." Kon says cheerfully.
"Nothing is wrong!" Bart stares at him hard, a killer glare that would probably work better if it wasn't just a second-rate imitation of Tim. Kon recognizes it because sometimes he does it himself. In the mirror. For hours.
"Look, I'm not even talking about this whole crying alone in the dark thing--"
"Hey, shut up, I wasn't crying--"
"I mean this whole thing, this Kid Flash thing, what the fuck is going on with that?"
"I told you guys! Jeez, you're an asshole!" Bart's been vibrating pretty much this whole time, but now he starts seriously wiggling and tugging at Kon's grip, and Kon has to try harder, hold him down with his TK and that's when Bart really starts losing it. "What the hell do you *want*? Seriously, let me go! Let me go let me go let me go let me go I'm gonna set off the voice activated defense system! I'm gonna do it!"
"Fine!" Kon lets go. Bart blurs away and everything that's not in the room rattles as he zips around like a particularly short poltergeist. When he reappears he actually punches Kon in the chest a couple of times, and ok, that kind of stings. "Hey! Excuse me for fucking caring!"
"Why should I even tell you? You don't tell me everything." Bart raises an eyebrow. "Are you going to tell me about whatever *your* deal is?"
"I don't." Kon freezes. "I don't have a--"
"Whatever." And Bart's gone.
And Burn the Phoenix
Pairing: Conner Kent/Bart Allen (aka Superboy/Kid Flash)
Author on LJ:
liviapennAuthor Website: Livia's Library
Why this must be read:
This is a brilliant character piece as well as being as cute as a box full of baby bunnies. If you finish this story and don't have a desperate desire to snuggle these boys, you've got a hard heart. This is a story about growing up and friends and the things you don't notice because they're right in front of you.
Bart looks incredibly gloomy for a second, hunching forward and resting his chin on his knees. But then he takes a breath and...he's still gloomy.
"Dude." Kon reaches out for his shoulder. "Are you... okay?"
"Well, for one thing, I'm really tired of people asking me that just because I'm acting like a responsible person instead of an impulsive little kid. I *am* okay. I'm good. I'm. I'm really just adjusting to this whole new thing and we had a rough week and whoa, hey--!" And Kon tackles him, and Bart stares up at him with those huge freaky orange eyes, and Kon squeezes his wrists tighter and just holds him down.
"For serious, Bart. What's wrong."
"Uh, *you're* being a big superfreak-- you want to let me go?"
"Nope." Kon says cheerfully.
"Nothing is wrong!" Bart stares at him hard, a killer glare that would probably work better if it wasn't just a second-rate imitation of Tim. Kon recognizes it because sometimes he does it himself. In the mirror. For hours.
"Look, I'm not even talking about this whole crying alone in the dark thing--"
"Hey, shut up, I wasn't crying--"
"I mean this whole thing, this Kid Flash thing, what the fuck is going on with that?"
"I told you guys! Jeez, you're an asshole!" Bart's been vibrating pretty much this whole time, but now he starts seriously wiggling and tugging at Kon's grip, and Kon has to try harder, hold him down with his TK and that's when Bart really starts losing it. "What the hell do you *want*? Seriously, let me go! Let me go let me go let me go let me go I'm gonna set off the voice activated defense system! I'm gonna do it!"
"Fine!" Kon lets go. Bart blurs away and everything that's not in the room rattles as he zips around like a particularly short poltergeist. When he reappears he actually punches Kon in the chest a couple of times, and ok, that kind of stings. "Hey! Excuse me for fucking caring!"
"Why should I even tell you? You don't tell me everything." Bart raises an eyebrow. "Are you going to tell me about whatever *your* deal is?"
"I don't." Kon freezes. "I don't have a--"
"Whatever." And Bart's gone.
And Burn the Phoenix