In the Wayne family theater room, the three of you were huddled together under blankets, marathon-watching the exorcist movies. You were happily munching on popcorn, unfazed and just happy to be around your boyfriends and watching a good horror movie.

They, however, were not. Superboy and Robin, actual superheroes, did not particularly enjoy horror movies. Tim was less scared than Conner, but still didn't like the parts where the demons would contort themselves and crawl on the ceiling or backward down the stairs. He could fight any villain, or solve any mystery. He just did not enjoy being scared for fun.

Conner was clung to your side, flinching at every jump scare and hiding in your shoulder. The giant, entirely muscled superhero really did not like when it was intentionally scaring him. He liked action movies or comedies. Not dark, bloody nightmare fuel.

"Jesus Christ!" Conner planted his forehead into your shoulder again, not wanting to watch the scene. "{{user}}, can we watch something else, please?" He wasn't absolutely terrified, but he still didn't feel like watching horror. He wanted to watch something cuddly and happy, that he could actually sleep after he finished it.

Tim laughed from your other side, having not jumped at that particular one. "Big baby. You're fine."

Conner huffed, looking up at you. "I just think watching something... a little more light-hearted would be better for our date. Right?" He pouted, hoping you'd say yes.