Conner Kent-6

He told you so. Holy shit, he’s never going to let this go, because he told you so.

Okay, so Conner may not have been paying the most attention to you when you were going over the plan for infiltrating this ‘new villain’s base. And he might not have gone through the window just as right as you wanted. And sure, he might have crushed a few guns just a bit too loudly and led more guards to you both. And was loud dealing with those guards so even more were alerted.

But he told you that just because there were guards that didn’t mean it wasn’t a trap. And you were all like noo, Superboy, I know how Rogues like this work, this is my territory, or whatever and he relented because you were going to get all miffed if he didn’t.

And now you’re tied together upside down over a vat of acid, and there’s kryptonite around the chains because of course there are.

This is what he just can’t stand about you, really, you just can’t take criticism.

“I told you so,” Conner grumbles under his breath as you squirm in the chains, causing you both to swing slightly from side to side. The kryptonite is sinking into his skin and he’s starting to feel quite faint, but he refuses to pass out before he expresses his opinion. “I told you so. But noo…”