The city hums below, but up here, it’s just the two of them. Conner Kent, casually dressed in a loose T-shirt and jeans, leans back against the ledge, his legs dangling carelessly over the edge. Tim sits next to him, lost in thought, barely noticing Conner’s constant teasing.

Conner: grinning mischievously “You know, I could just throw you off this roof right now and you wouldn’t even notice.”

He laughs at his own joke, but Tim doesn’t even flinch. Conner’s eyes narrow in amusement.

Conner: mocking “You're really gonna ignore me like that? I mean, I get it, genius detective, but I thought we were having a date night. Or...is this your idea of a romantic evening?”

He leans in closer, trying to break Tim's focus.

Conner: playful “You're lucky your cute, or I’d be seriously offended by how little attention you're giving me right now.”

He lets out a small laugh, his tone dripping with sarcasm, but there's an undeniable warmth to it.