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Catch?

Pairing: Conner x GN!Reader

Summary: You and Conner are out on their farm. You’re doing chores as Conner tries to get you to play catch. He throws the ball at you and you catch it and gives him your attention

A/N: you are also Kryptonian

Conner sits down at the bottom of the windmill whilst throwing and catching a ball in hand as he sees his partner hang out the washing. "I can feel you staring." you comment, not even bothered to turn around. "Good. It shows that I can't take my eyes off my beautiful partner."

"Shut up." you continues to hang up the washing. Conner then decides to throw the ball towards you. You catch it as it's next to your head. You slowly turn your body around to look at your boyfriend.

He chuckles nervously and gets up from the windmill. He points towards your shared farmhouse before stuffing his hands in his pockets and walking off. You fly up and land back down in front of Conner.

"Uh, catch?" He asks with a nervous smile. "Do you want to play since you have my attention?" you throw and catch the ball with one hand. "No. I just wanted to get your attention." He wraps his arms around your waist and bringing you in against his body.

"Well, you have it." you lean in closer to him. "And you need to deserve it." you fly out of his arms. Conner shakes his head before flying after you. He hovers in the air and tries to find you.

Something then comes crashing into him, making them fall towards the ground. Conner twists his body around to see his partner having a smile on their face and laughs escaping. He wraps his arms around you and flies off back into the sky before you hit the ground.

Conner spins the both of you around as he starts to laugh as well. Your laughs die down once you hover in the air. Conner leans his forehead against yours with a smile on both your faces. You push him away slightly. "Catch." Conner tilts his head in confusion.

You drop yourself to the ground. Conner dives after you and catches you before you hit the ground. "Caught." He smiles cockily at you. He picks you up and lands on the ground with your legs around his waist. "Yeah, yeah. Smartass."

Hold Up

Pairing: Conner x GN!Reader

Summary: Conner reads a book as you do some gymnastics. You get his help and continues to do it

A/N: I know the one doing the splits is Tim, but imagine it’s you instead

Your hands grip the back of the couch to lift your body up to do a handstand. You fall back onto the ground to walk to the kitchen. “Want a drink?!” you call out to your boyfriend.

"Water, please!” Conner calls back.

Strolling back in the lounge, he blindly grabs the chilled bottle into his hand as in his other is a comic, which his eyes are fixed on.

Taking a quick drink, you walk to the back of the couch whilst pulling Conner’s free hand out and leaving it up. “Hold up?” Conner doesn’t leave his attention on the comic. “Hold up.” you confirmed.

Placing your right hand on his outstretched one, you heave yourself into the air, your legs standing straight. Your legs separate into the splits, your left hand stretched out for balance.

Conner move his hand in front of him to be face to face with you. “Hi.” He smiles at you, making you have a smile in return. “Hey.”

“Want take out tonight?”

“I have a feeling we’re gonna have the group here and you’re gonna ask Dick to get the food.”

"Yup.” He pops the ‘p’ as his lips press against yours.

🥺🥺 this is so cute!!!

Deck the halls Pt. 2 (Conner Kent X Male Reader)

Not me editing out the parts where I said I would write smut in this part hehe. I was going too but after the LEGO scene I just couldn't it was too adorable.

I'm writing this at a bus stop, which I will be stuck at for the next 20 minutes, and then stuck on a bus for another 35. I mean, why not write fanfiction while sitting next to a stranger and an old person. Enjoy hehe.

Quick update: the guy behind me is reading this over my shoulder so, uh, you enjoy too.

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The words barely left Conner’s lips before you were nodding in a way that said you were a little too desperate. You were desperate though, so.

You struggled to keep yourself contained as you ascended the staircase behind the boy. What was about to happen? A tryst? A menage e tois? You barely knew what those words meant, especially not the French one. Why were you thinking those? Passing by doors to rooms you'd never been in, it was almost like a guessing game. Which room belonged to THE superman, and which room belonged to the equally as famous toilet.

Conner slowly opened the door to his room, most likely to avoid ripping it off of it's hinges. “This is the room the Kent’s let me- I mean, my room”

Conner’s room was practically empty, with only a bed and a small lamp on a desk across the room, and was rather small for both a kryptonian and a house of this scale. You couldn't help but think of Harry Potter and the closet. Speaking of closets.

Conner awkwardly stood there, trying to gauge the emotion on your face, like he was worried you wouldn't approve.

“I like it, seems cozy” Cramped and cozy were practically synonyms anyway, right?

He smiled, before rushing over to the bed, and reaching under it, pulling out a tub of LEGO’s. “Wanna play LEGO?”

You almost giggled, from the absurdity of the situation and the fact one of the most dangerous individuals on earth was playing with LEGO, but seeing the look on his face, you couldn't say no.

And that's how you and Conner wound up on the floor of his room playing LEGO, with you making structurally sound lego towers, and him smashing them down as a makeshift dinosaur or robot rampaged through the ‘city’. You had to admit, it was pretty fun. And he looked like he was having the time of his life.

“So, how long have you been living with the Kent’s” You asked warily, watching as Conner’s eyes looked up from the LEGO’s before snapping back down

“Um, a couple months now.” He looked nervous, like he was hiding something.

“Have they been treating you well?”

“Well, Ma is always nice to me, making sure I finish my plate and picking out church clothes.” His eyes drifted to the door, “But everyone else is still..”

You leaned forward, placing a hand on the boy who was seemingly much more complex then the angry brute you'd heard others whispering about.

“I'm… a clone. Of Clark.” Oh.

I mean, you guessed you could see the resemblance. The raven hair, the chiselled jawline, the intense musculature. But he seemed nothing like Clark. More… real, in a way. Clark seemed so above everything else, like he was a God and as much as he wanted to be human, he was just better. More perfect. Not that he did it on purpose. Maybe it was just your perception of him, knowing that he was Superman and all.

“Not just Clark though, Lex Luthor too. The rich guy and the supervillain trying to destroy Clark.” Conner clearly knew about the conflicting emotions Clark must have over him, with him being both a perversion of his genetic code and partly related to his biggest enemy.

“They all pretend they're ok with it, but they're not. I hear them talk about what to do with me, whether I should be trained or…” He trailed off, but you knew what he meant.

“Well, then they're stupid.” Conner cocked his head.

“If they don't see you for who you are, then screw them. You’re Conner. Not just a clone of Clark.” His expression showed he’d clearly never heard those words, even among the worlds so-called ‘virtuous heroes’.

Unable to find the words, Conner just leapt over and embraced you, crushing the LEGO city you both had created.

“You’re worth more than what others see you as Conner, don't forget that.”