shinyglorchan

Title: Not So Final Crisis
Fandom: DCU
Character(s): Dick, Kon, mentions Tim
Pairing(s): Kon/Dick
Word Count: 340
Genre: humor/general
Rating: PG-13/T
Notes: More

comment_fic. Prompt: "DCU, Kon/Dick, surviving a crisis." When Tim gives advice, Dick should listen, and maybe he wouldn't get into these compromising situations.
Link: comment_fic

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When he had started dating Kon, Tim gave Dick one piece of advice. Do not let Kon talking you into anything. Dick just snorted and waved off his little brother's concern. Dick was a Bat, and he was not that easily swayed into doing something he didn't want to do.

Unfortunately, that wasn't what Tim had meant. Dick found this out the hard way. Now, he had a bit of a crisis on his hand, and Kon was of no help. Kon was more panicked than Dick was. “Batman's gonna kill us,” Kon bemoaned as he crawled out of the batmobile, his clothes messily put back on. “Dude, why didn't you talk me out of this?”

Dick followed Kon out of the batmobile, cringing a little when he glanced back at the mess they had made of the upholstery. “I think the answer to that is I was a bit distracted,” Dick answered. “Someone's tactile telekinesis had somehow sneaked into my pants.”

Kon at least had the decency to flush at that. “Well, it's not my fault your ass is awesome and was begging to be groped!” he announced, still worried about the car. “But seriously, we're so dead.”

Dick was about to agree when he noticed a post it on the hood of the car. He walked over and pick it up to read. He snorted before handing it to Kon who flushed a bit more. “Crisis averted,” Dick announced cheerfully. “Though, you have to wonder how Tim knows how to get these kind of stains out of the upholstery.”

“I'm more wondering how he knew we were gonna have sex in the batmobile,” he grumbled as Dick laughed.

Dick threw an arm around Kon's shoulders. “That's not what matters right now. Right now, we clean up our mess. C'mon, the supplies should be in 'cave somewhere.”

Kon sighed and nodded, following Dick's lead. Best they clean up their mess now. An angry Batman was not a Super's friend.