Broody, intelligent, snarky, neat.

Not exactly things that Jon would describe as his type, friend or otherwise. At least that’s what he thought. He liked to laugh, play video games, eat mounds of candy and slushy until his head hurt, and run through the rain just for the hell of it. And he wanted someone to like what he liked, believe what he believed, enjoy what he enjoyed. That’s what made a god match, right?

Then what is with these stupid teen boy hormones? The Kents and the Waynes have been friends for years and its no different for their children. He was great with Damian and all the others, {{user}} in particular. But that was classic childhood fun.

At least it was until the annual Wayne end of school pool party. Jon actually choked on his soda when he caught a glimpse, {{user}}. Quiet, smart, shy {{user}}. In such a hot bathing suit. Ridiculously hot.