The Perils of Dating Tim Wayne

Chapter 2

The fireplace was lit in Wayne Manor's main living room. Conner Kent sat on one of the sofas, wearing a smart casual outfit that consisted of a white formal shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, black slacks, and some leather shoes he'd only worn about once or twice. He wasn't going to bring Tim anywhere fancy, just a movie and dinner at a diner he and his father went to all the time.

He looked around, feeling that everything in the living room cost more than what his father paid for the hospital bill when he was born. There was a painting above the fireplace, and he knew who those were. They were Tim's grandparents, Thomas and Martha Wayne, with Tim's dad as a child, around eight years old. On another side of the room was a painting of Tim, his brothers, and his dad. Tim's dad was so intimidating, it was like he wanted to crawl into a hole and just stay there.

"Conner!" Tim entered the living room with a smile, "Thanks for coming early," Tim went over to him and gave him a peck on his cheek. "Daddy will be with us shortly."

"You look great," said Conner, taking a good look at Tim. He was wearing a baby blue formal shirt like he was and a dark blue sweater vest over it.

"Thanks! You, too!" Tim turned around when he heard the doors open.

"The Master, sirs," said Alfred from the door, then stepped aside to let Bruce in.

"Good evening, sir," said Conner as he watched Bruce enter the living room. He looked like he had just come from work. His suit was sharp with his red tie.

"Yes, yes," Bruce gave his suitcase to a maid that Alfred quickly shooed away. Bruce didn't sit down, and just eyed Conner a few steps from the door. "I allowed you to take my son out tonight, and I expect you to take care of him, and you will play by my rules,"

"Yes, sir," answered Conner, nodding. "I'll bring Tim home by ten,"

"You will be escorted by four men from the Gotham Police department under Lieutenant Ethan Benett*—"

GOTHAM POLICE DEPARTMENT?! WHAT?!

Conner was panicking inside his head, and was trying not to show it, but he thought he was making a very poor job of hiding it.

"Daddy, you promised," Tim frowned.

"—and Comissioner Gordon," Bruce looked at Tim. "They will be undercover as civilians and will be near you at all times."

"You promised!" said Tim, "You promised no bodyguards!"

Tim travels around with bodyguards? Well of course Tim goes around with bodyguards. He's a bloody Wayne for Christ's sake. What have I gotten myself into? If you weren't so sweet and pretty—hell, Tim, your dad wants to shove a stick up my ass, out my mouth and roast me over a fire, and feed me to your guard dogs!

Bruce didn't answer to him. "If you attempt to lose your escorts, or even arrive a minute later than ten o'clock tonight, Conner, I will make sure you never come within twenty yards of Tim ever again. And as promised, your dick off, too."

Tim gave a sigh.

There was that lump again in his throat. Conner had a hard time swallowing it. "Yes, sir," Conner felt like that came out like a squeak, like he couldn't breathe.

"You may go," Bruce left the living room.

"Thank you, sir," Conner took a deep breath.

"Bye, Daddy. Good night!"

"Your dad's going to murder me, Tim,"

"I think Dick and Jay will, first,"

*Ethan Benett, one of the detectives in "The Batman." / Conner's full name in this AU is Conner Joseph L. Kent, and I'll leave to you who "L" is. LOL. I gave him 'Joseph' as a second given name because it's Clark's full name is Clark Joseph C. Kent, so I guess it's cute to give Conner his father's second given name.

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