Harlequin Romance. Tim hadn’t expected to spot him so soon, but the modelling of his forehead, and his cheekbones, were obviously, unmistakeably, Clark’s. His mouth was completely different though, and his jaw, and his eyes were a shade or two lighter in their blue. They landed on Tim, briefly, and Tim looked back, held the glance steadily for a beat, two, before looking away. It was a reasonable start to the mission.

Tim gets twitchy if you stare at him, apparently, which means that staring officially counts as bugging Tim.

"When Kon gets hit with sex pollen, all he wants is Tim."

"You entertain yourself by drawing on your arm with a Sharpie?"

Kon is bored easily, and Tim is skittish.

Does the whole 'we can see your eyes now' thing mean you're going to not be a repressed freak anymore?

In which the Robins aren’t so good at keeping their sexualities a secret, not that most of them would want to anyway. Or How each of the Robins accidentally came out and made a club to commiserate together.