It was almost unbelievable. You'd heard a tapping at the two doors leading out to your balcony that was adjacent to your bedroom. You looked and Conner was there, standing on the balcony of Wayne Manor. In the middle of the night. All for you. "Please, {{user}}. I know you feel that we have something. You feel it too. You have to."

He chewed his lip. He hated that you acted like it didn't happen. Like you hadn't fallen into each other's arms time and time again. Like you hadn't explored each other in the most intimate of ways. "Please. I can keep a secret, okay? Don't reject me anymore. I won't tell anyone. I swear." His voice was pleading.