The night, in Robin's opinion was still young. It was only eleven o'clock and he was still wide awake. He sat in his room, out of costume. He wore a pair of gray sweat pants that were two sizes two big on him and a black t-shirt with a red S on it. His shades were off; it was too late for the others to stay up, except for Superboy who sat on the bed next to him, wearing only a pair of boxers.
Superboy watched with interest as Robin typed on his lap top, sometimes mumbling under his breath about something being stupid. Superboy took a great deal of joy on being in the room when Robin was out of costume. Today was their first day of being an 'official couple' in Batmans eyes and they both thoroughly enjoyed it.
Superboy sighed happily as he nuzzled Dick's throat, that was his name he found out, and looked out the window, watching the snow fall in the light of the full moon. It had been snowing all day and some of the cool air seeped in, making Superboy wrap his body around Dick like an over grown cat.
"Kind of hard to type when you're in your cuddle mode Connor." Dick informed him, blushing when his hands rested on his inner thighs. Connor just shrugged, moving the lap top away so he could lay his Dicks head on his chest as he pulled him backwards. "You're so lucky you don't go to school and have to do homework." Dick informed him.
"No I'm not; I miss you when you're gone."
"What do you do while I'm at school?" Connor pouted, making Dick feel bad.
"Wait for you get back." Dick felt his heart break at the puppy dog face and the sincerity in his voice.
"Well I am miss-able." He teased, allowing the other to kiss him on the lips. Ever since Batmans speech he had to consent to every little thing that Connor asked or the clone would get in trouble. Connor gave his throat a kiss, smirking at the moan that the younger on emitted. He gave it a small bite, listening happily to the boys' intake of breath and a small little pant escaped him. He was told he couldn't have sex with him, this wasn't sex, it was… it wasn't sex!
"Connor?" Dick panted, looking into his baby blue eyes.
"Yeah?" He couldn't help but smile even more at the fact that he, not anyone else, made Dick like this.
"I hear your stomach growling, go get something to eat. Because I'm not eatable." He informed him, pushing him away. He shivered slightly as the warmth from his Kryptonian blanket was missed.
"Yes my master." He got up, pulling on a pair of pants as he headed for the door, blowing the blushing boy a kiss.

No one was in the kitchen when Superboy walked in; the lights were on dim and oddly quiet. He walked over to the fridge, opening the large silver door and pulling out a premade sandwich, just now noticing how hungry he was.
He had been in Dick's room all day. He only left twice. Once to go pee, and once to go take a shower when a make out session got too hot for him. He was defiantly not going to get killed by Batman for an 'honest' mistake.
He pulled out water from the fridge and sat at the kitchens island, watching the clock tick off the seconds. Normally the island was cover in gadgets and technology, but tonight it was cleared off, the only thing on it was two small white envelopes. One was addressed to him, the other addressed to Robin.
He picked them up, staring at them before ripping open his, seeing a small invitation.
Dear: Connor Kent
You have been personally invited to attend the Bruce foundations annual Dinner party tomorrow night at six pm. We ask that you wear formal clothing and be prepared for a delightful time.
Thank you for your time,
Sincerely and so forth,
Bruce K. Wayne.

Connors eyes widened a dinner party? Was Robin going? What did he have to wear? What would he have to do?
He grabbed the other envelope and ran to Dick's room, slamming the door by mistake in his haste. "We have a problem!"
"We out of pickles again?"
"Ha-ha! No! I got invited to a dinner party, open yours, I think you got the same thing." He practically threw it at him as he sped talked. Robin opened it, skimming the quick note. "Are we going? Please say no."
"Well, looks like we got a dinner party to go to tomorrow night." Robin told him, wincing at his sudden reply.
"NOO!"