I Love You Dami

The entrance

A soft, almost-moan, almost-whine left Jonathan Kent's mouth as his messy hair nuzzled into his boyfriends chest, he almost panicked while he woke up before slowly remembering the events of the night before. He blushed hard as he remembered Damian thrusting against him, his adorable moans filling the room. His own filling the room even quicker when Dami slid to his knees and took his cock into his mouth... his body shook at the memory while he smiled. He looked at the boy, and was filled with a sort of warm fuzz. He couldn't help but to think how angelic the sleeping boy looked; his soft olive skin, his soft, rhythmic breathing that made his perfect chest move up and down, and his beautiful heart beat that Jon could hear perfectly...

Jon noticed he was hovering above the bed, he was filled with joy and was overcame with a wave of excitement and a desperate need to hold Damian. He lowered onto the bed, careful to not wake the angel, and slid his arm across the sleeping boy. Squeezing his body pressing into his chest with his face. His eyes traced Damian's body and he kissed the boy's cheek, which invoked more blushing, and realised he had too much energy and excitement to not do something, so he decided to have a shower before he accidentally woke Damian.

His thoughts were still occupied by Damian when he left the shower, he got dressed with his eyes leaving Damian, who had begun to stir. Damian opened his eyes and looked at Jon with a blush and an almost amused look on his face before the door opened.

Lois looked in and began to say "when you're ready breakfast is down-" she paused for a moment, looking at Jon before continuing "-stairs"
"Thanks mom, we'll be down in a minute, love you!"
"I love you too Jon" she left quickly. Jon began to worry, as he hadn't miss Damian moving his exposed leg that hung off the bed being pulled under the blanket when she entered...

Damian starting laughing almost instantaneously when she was gone.
"What is it Dami?" There was definite annoyance and worry in his voice. Damian's eyes went down Jon's body as he walked towards him completely naked.

"Oh." Jon realised that he had put on Damian's clothes. A tight, green shirt and tie with equally tight jeans that hugged Jon's body. Before panic set in Damian was next to him, hand on his waist, pulling him close. He began to feel Jon's ass while tracing his other hand down the boy's chest "they suit you." He pecked Jon on the cheek, moving onto his tiptoes to do it, and turned to look around the room "So what should I wear?"

After making his way to the set of drawers in the corner of Jon's room Damian slipped a oversized hoodie that fell far below his waist making it look more like a dress than anything else, along with casual jeans with a ripped knee. Although Jon hated the idea of Damian putting on clothes, he couldn't deny how adorable he looked in them, not that he could actually say that with his dad downstairs... super hearing and all...

When they walked into the kitchen they were met with weird looks from both parents, each looking up from their food in confusion, the room was quiet for a moment while they sat.
"Morning boys, sleep well?" Clark asked from across the table, his huge stature dominated. "Very well Mr Kent, thank you for having me." Damian wanted control of the conversation to avoid Jon saying something stupid, his new boyfriend was amazing, but his intelligence left a lot to be desired. "It's a pleasure young man," a generic response, Damian prepared his story. "Any plans for the day Damian?" Lois asked. A filler question, She clearly wanted to know why they were in each others clothes "well actually Jon and I were hoping we could go shopping, he was showing a great interest in my outfit and wanted to see if he could find some clothes in a similar style for him." He delivered the words smoothly enough to placate the wonderment of the two reporters

"Which is why we're in each other to see how they feel." Jon blurted the words out in an confusing garble while red filled his face "the clothes I mean, obviously"
"Obviously." His mother relayed the work in a deadpan voice while Damian rolled his eyes hard. The man of steel didn't bother the conceal a chuckle, then his wife looked at him, and he looked at her. Their eyes met and he put his hand in hers on the table, smiling softly. Damian's eyes drifted down to Jonathan's hand on the table and an ache filled his heart, then Jon's eyes met his, before seemingly sensing what Damian wanted and moving away with a sense of almost guilt. Damian's eyes fell away next, fixating on the edge of his plate. "I don't see any issue with the two of you spending the day shopping, as long as Jon finishes all his homework before Monday."
"He could stay at my house after patrol tonight and we can do it together tomorrow, my father would be fine with it if it's ok with you." Clark and Lois shared a look, almost like a kind of inside joke before agreeing. Jon looked at Damian in almost wonderment, a single thought in his head, I'm going to marry that boy one day.