A/N: TimKon Fic: Tim (red robin) and Conner (superboy)are together. 
Tim is suffering from panic attacks in secret from the Bat Family, except only Conner knows about them and is there to help him out.

Tim's bedroom at the manor felt like it was getting smaller and smaller as the minutes went by. His chest was tight and his hands were shaking now. He knew he was about to have a panic attack and only one person popped into his mind.

Finally with a puff of air Tim reached over towards his phone and texted someone very quickly. He them tapped his foot on the ground waiting for a response. It felt like forever.

"Maybe they are busy?"
"He probably just doesn't care. Care about me."
"I shouldn't be bothering them with this. This is stupid, I'm stupid!"

Just when Tim was about to throw his phone onto his pillows, his phone vibrated within his hand. He inhaled sharply.
"Maybe this was a bad idea. I shouldn't have texted him. What if I made him worried about me? There wasn't anything really wrong, just me being stupid, like always. Gosh now I needed to lie to him to cover up my stupid and weak moment I just had for contacting him. Great!"

Tim glanced down at his phone.

Tim: Hey Kon.
Conner: Tim. Hi, what's up?

His hand shock a bit. He bit down on his bottom lip, trying to decided what to say. He started all of this by texting him in the first place. He wanted Conner to be here to help him through the panic attack that was coming on. Conner had helped him out the last time he had one with the Young Justice team and it was nice for a change to have someone there during an attack. But he has been telling Conner that everything was great, that he was fine. But in reality, it was all not great and he was far from fine. Tim was lost within his own mind that he blocked out his phone going off with more text messages from Conner. Tim finally looked down at it when he heard it ringing. Conner was calling him now. Tim dropped his phone next to him and uneasily got off his bed and rushed into his bathroom.

Once inside his bathroom he shut the door and slid down the cool wooden door, pressing himself against it. He brought his knees up to his chest and placed his head in his hands. He could still hear his phone going off, then silence.

"He must have finally given up on me. Good" thought Tim who closed his eyes tightly as tears began to form in his eyes.

His breathing had picked up in speed and was coming in short. His body was completely numb and it shock as the panic attack racked through his body.

After a short time, Tim had managed to calm down but the panic attack left Tim more tired than before. His whole body was weak and when he stood he felt unsteady, but he continued onward anyways. He now felt trapped in the manor and just wanted to escape the building. He walked out of his bathroom, grabbed his phone and jacket and made his way silently outside.

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He was walking for awhile when his phone brought him back to the world. He was walking and didn't pay any attention to where he was going or where he was now. He glanced up quickly to grasp where he was then reached into his jacket pocket for his phone.

Bart had texted him and Tim sighed. He really didn't feel like talking to anyone, he was just too tried for anything and everything. But he thought he better see what the speedster sent him incase it was an emergency.

Bart: Hey Tim. Idk what's going on, but Supes is worried and upset. He said something about you but Idk. Call or text him okay?
P.S. are you ok?

Tim smiled and sent a quick reply to Bart.

Tim: All good. Just dozed off after texting Kon, must have worried him. I'll text him. Don't worry. :)
Bart: Crash :)

Tim shock his head and decided he should look at the texts Kon had sent him.

Tim: Hey Kon.
Conner: Tim. Hi, what's up?
Conner: Tim, you okay?
Conner: Tim? TIM!?!
Conner: Tim come on answer! Alright fine.

Tim sighed and shoved his phone back inside his pocket.
"So he really did give up on me" thought Tim sadly and continued to walk with his head down. After a few moments Tim ran into someone. Without looking at who he ran into he just gave a small sorry and continued forward but a strong hand came down upon his shoulder. Tim closed his eyes, he was so not in the mood to fight with anyone in Gotham right now.

"Look I said I was sorry" Tim said as he turned around. Shock soon over came his sad face. "Kon...Conner wh-what are you doing here?" he asked suddenly. He was shocked to see his teammate standing before him.

"I came looking for you after you didn't answer me. What happened Tim?" said Conner.
Tim sighed and took a few steps back and tried to look anywhere but at Conner.

"I-I... it was nothing" Tim said in almost a whisper. Conner stepped closer towards Tim and Tim in response took another step back. Soon Tim felt Conner's hand back on his shoulder. Tim exhaled and decided it was no point in hiding anymore, so he looked slowly up at Conner.

"It happened again. Didn't it?" Conner asked Tim. 

Tim felt like he couldn't answer him with words so he slowly nodded. He hated this. He hated being so weak. Tim closed his eyes and lowered his head.
Conner and Tim had something, Tim was sure of it. Nothing was official but if Tim needed anything Conner was there and they began hanging out so much lately. Conner was sweet and thoughtful around Tim and only Tim. Conner has a couple of times has allowed Tim to crash in his bed after a late mission or when Tim was distressed. 

Tim began to shake and melt under Conner's gaze. Conner moved closed and brought Tim tightly into his chest. Tim being so close to Conner allowed all of his walls to crumble down and he began to sob into Conner's chest. Conner tighten his arms around him and shushed him and Tim cried. 

Tim finally stopped and Conner knew for a fact that he wasn't going to leave Tim alone tonight.

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~1 hour later~

Tim opened his eyes slowly, everything was blurry. He closed his eyes once again and allowed the darkness and warmth consume him once more. His body was shifted a bit and he once again tried to open his eyes. It was dark where ever he was. He reached up and rubbed his eyes to clear them. 
When his eyes adapted to the darkness, he could tell he wasn't alone. Someone was sitting next to him on the bed. 
"Bed?" Tim thought. The last thing he remembered was walking and running into Conner. "Oh Conner, that's who was next to him."

"Kon?" Tim raspy voice questioned even though he already knew who it was next to him.

Conner reached over to switch the lamp on the nightstand on, the dim light made Tim squeeze his eyes shut. A hand appeared on his shoulder. Opening his eyes again, he followed the hand on his shoulder to Conner's face. Tim then prop himself up on his elbows looking around the room for a moment.

Conner was sitting next to Tim on the bed with his legs stretched out in front of him with a book in his hands. Tim still felt tired from the lack of sleep and the panic attacks he has had recently. Conner smiled down at him. Tim tried to return the smile but failed. 

"Tim. You know you matter to everyone. You matter to me too. You can always come to me no matter what, okay?" said Conner and Tim just nodded his head.

"I'm here. Panic attack or not, I'm here for you." said Conner. Tim looked up at him and slowly moved closer towards him and laid his head on Conner's shoulder.

"Thanks Kon." said Tim in almost a whisper. He closed his eyes and began to feel relaxed. Conner looked down at Tim and smiled even more then slowly lean down and gently kissed Tim's forehead. 
Tim's eyes shot wide open, full of shock. He pushed himself away from Kon, glancing at him. Conner blinked and shot Tim a tiny smile. Conner then reached forward and cupped Tim's face. Tim was still in shock but allowed himself to move forward, returning to be closed to Conner. Then their lips touch and Tim melted under Conner's touch.

Conner cared about him and was there for him and that meant so much to Tim.

They broke apart for a second and then Tim made a move. He leaned back towards Kon and kissed him tenderly. 
After their shared kissed Tim snuggled into Conner's chest, with Kon's arm wrapped tightly around him, his hand laying on top of Tim's hip. They closed their eyes and laid their, enjoy each others company. 

They both had smiles upon their faces.