Young Justice, Batbrothers and general D.C one-shots

Braces (Damijon)

This isn't really inspired, but the idea for the general concept came from superkaidies one shots book, also give me requests, especially if they're bluepulse, that's one of my favorite ships so please, give me requests.

(both boys are 16)

The past week Jon had noticed something was up with Damian, he almost never talked when they were together, he was pushing him away more, he seemed more easily irritated, even for Damian, and whenever he did talk he never faced Jon and only in short, less than five word sentences, so needless to say Jon was worried about his boyfriend. He hoped that tonight he'd figure out what was bothering him, since he was going to be spending the weekend at the manor while his parents were out of town.

"Mister Jon, I believe master Damian is upstairs waiting for you." Alfred said as he opened the door and Jon stepped in. "Ok thanks Alfred." Jon said, taking off his shoes and heading up the stairs, passing Wally and Dick, who were probably headed out for the night.

Jon opened Damians bedroom door to see him lying face down on the floor, with his face in a pillow.

"Dami? Are you ok?" Jon asked, setting his bag down carefully by the door.

"Ah! Jon how long have you been there." Damian asked, sitting up, the pillow still covering the lower half of his face. Jon could see what looked like tear tracks on his face.

"Not long, but why were you lying on the floor with your face stuffed in a pillow? And why does it look like you've been crying?" Jon asked sitting down in front of Damian.

"I don't know what you're talking about, let's go watch a movie or something." Damian said quickly standing up and dropping the pillow.

"Nuh-uh." Jon said, grabbing Damian's wrist as he walked past him, using a bit of his super strength to pull Damian back, into his lap, his back facing him.

"You're lying. Somethings been up with you all week. What's wrong?" Jon said sternly.

"Nothings wrong, just let me go." Damian insisted, struggling to get out of Jons hold.

"Not until you stop being so stubborn." Jon said, only holding tighter as Damian continued to struggle. Eventually Damian had tired himself out and just laid on the floor with his face in Jons chest while the other held him.

"Wanna tell me what's wrong now?" Jon said, a slight teasing to his voice.

"No fucking way." was Damians slightly muffled reply.

"Well you aren't going anywhere, so you may as well tell me." Damian whined in response and buried his face closer into Jons chest.

"You know I'll find out one way or another." Jon said, kissing the top of Damians head before pulling away from Damian so they were eye level, with lots of protesting from Damian, who was trying to stay curled into his chest.

"You can't lie to me, so tell me what's wrong." Jon said softly, placing a hand on Damians face, stroking his cheek. Damian put a hand over his mouth and avoided eye contact.

"It's stupid." he muttered.

"If it's bad enough to make you, of all people, cry, then it's not stupid." Jon said seriously.

"That's the problem, it's something so stupid and pointless, and I'm crying over it." Damian hissed.

"Well maybe if you tell me it'll help." Jon suggested.

"Doubt it." Damian muttered. Jon gave Damian a look of 'seriously right now' and Damian sighed, moving his hand away from his mouth and gave a small nervous smile, and Jon could see bits of silver on Damians teeth.

"You got braces?" Jon asked hesitantly and Damian nodded.

"Why didn't you tell me! You look so cute!" Jon squealed, causing Damian to turn a fair shade of pink.

"Oh baby is that why you were crying, cause your braces hurt?" Jon said softly, pulling Damian in to hug him. Damian nodded.

"Why didn't you just tell me?" Jon asked as he stood up, pulling Damian up as well.

"I didn't want you to think I was a baby and make fun of me like my brothers did." Damian muttered, pressing his face into Jons chest.

"For one, I wouldn't make fun of you for braces, you look too cute. Two, you're not a baby for crying over having metal wires attached to your teeth, poking your gums." Jon said, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy's back.

  "Come on, let's go play with Titus." Jon said as he pulled away from Damians hug and grabbed his hand. Damian nodded and the two boys walked out the door.

Two one-shots in two days what is this magic!?