Title: Waking up

Author: darthbatgirl

Rating: PG

Disclaimer: I own nothing

Characters: Bart/Kon/Tim

Summary: Tim reflects on the night before

Warnings: angst, fluff

A/N: written for my follow up meme,  shananagin  had wanted a follow up to a Night Off.

A low rumble was what eventually woke Tim up the next morning. He blearily looked around to find himself sandwiched between Kon and Bart. Kon's head was thrown back on the pillow, snoring softly, while Bart cuddled up against Tim's back with an arm thrown over Tim's waist.

Cautiously Tim stretched without waking Kon and Bart, but made no other move to get out of bed. He buried his head in the crook of Kon's neck and threaded his fingers with Bart's and sighed in contentment. Tim's whole body ached in the best way possible, the night before was simply amazing, Kon and Bart did things to him that he never even dreamed was possible. It wasn't even all about the sex though. They talked, Bart and Kon told every funny story and dirty joke they knew until they had Tim doubled over in laughter. It was the best night Tim had had for a long time, he was happy, felt no stress, and knew he was well loved.

A shiver of fear went down Tim's spine. The moment he left this room he would be one step away from this - from his lovers. Slowly but surely other things would grab his attention, a stressful case would just lead to another stressful case and all of Kon and Bart's hard work would all be for nothing.

Tim buried himself closer in Kon's side not wanting to face the realities of the day, and then suddenly a solid nothingness gently petted down Tim's side as he felt a warm breath on his ear. “It's okay,” Kon said.

“We have you,” Bart murmured.