"Tahlia called me king... not because ghosts think of me as king of the humans, but because I'm king of the ghost zone. I'm king phantom."
If the room was silent before, it didn't hold a light to what it was like after those words left his mouth.
Danny clenched his hands and closed his eyes tightly.
"I swear I never meant for this to get this far, I- I planned on saying something. I just couldn't. I had opportunities but I just couldn't take them. Every time the words finally came to mind, every time you guys shared something with me I just couldn't open my mouth to speak. Fuck." Said the boy getting more quiet with every word.
"I'm sorry... I just liked being treated normally I guess. You've all been just so amazing to me. Thank you so much but I think perhaps I've over stayed my welcome this time. Uh Jason the pills are in your bed side counter, I left a note with the instructions. It should fix everything right up for you."
When he opened his eyes all that was in his line of sight was Clark and the man had a glare. Danny harshly stepped back in fear and bumped into a chest he hadn't known was behind him. Tim.
When had he gotten there.
"Is that what the scars from?" Asked Tim with eyes full of something Danny couldn't quite grasp.
It didn't look like fear?
It looked like empathy.
"Honest answer or socially acceptable in a room full of people whom I barely know and are in families?" Inquired Danny.
It was Bruce who answered next with simply one word.
"Honest."
"If you're comfortable with that." Clarified Barry Allen.
"If I'm comfortable?"
"Yes? We've already pushed you out of what you felt comfortable with, it's okay to say no." Assured Barry.
"Uh... no yeah it's fine. Sorry I just wasn't expecting that. I was fighting a ghost named skulker, he's just some guy after my 'pelt' as he so delicately puts it."
"He did that much damage?" Concluded Tim.
"No I got injured in the fight though and wasn't healing fast enough so I went back to my house in ghost form, hoping to speed up the process."
"Oh god..." muttered dick as his eyes widened.
The rest of the Wayne boys all came to the same horrible conclusion in unison, Bruce included.
"They didn't...?" Denied bruce. Even though he let the boys all be vigilantes he would never do something like that to them. Atleast not what the implications were.
"What is it?" Asked a confused Wally.
"His parents, they're ghost hunters." Stated Jason.
The implication couldn't be any clearer, but Danny decided to help out. He lifted his t-shirt up so that the entire dissection scar was showing.
"I assumed my parents would be in the lab like usual so I went in through the front door. I- messed up. My dad was standing right at the door about to go out and he shot me with an blood blossom bullet. I was already too injured I couldn't avoid it. I passed out and when I woke up I was in the basement strapped to a table..." trailed off Danny.
No more words needed to be said.
The eyes of hatred that he had been receiving before seemed to have all changed. They were giving off, respect? Perhaps respect that he had made it through it. Perhaps respect for keeping it a secret. He couldn't tell quite what was causing it.
"Anyways i had told them I was Danny, their son but they didn't believe me. They were my parents and didn't listen so why would people I don't know care either."
"I care." Confessed Jason.
"You do?"
"Of course a little baggage won't stop me. I mean, I've killed people. I'm a vigilante. I can't exactly judge here. I just wish you could've felt like you could tell us. I get it though."
"Wait, you don't hate me?"
"No Of course not. You're to much of a 'dashing young man' as I believe you put it." Smiled Jason.
"I'm not a dashing young man..."
"Wait.... How old are you?"
"Legally? 16 for another month. Physically like 17 and a half. Time travel is strange."
Jason sighed in relief. Danny is sure he over heard the other boy thank god.
"Can I kiss you?" Asked Jason While stepping closer.
Danny didn't answer and just leaned into the other boys touch.
Jason liked him, for being him.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
Danny leaned up after the hug and kissed Jason's jaw. Jason wrapped his arms around the ghost boys waist and pulled him in tighter.
The second their lips finally touched a loud cough was heard.
AUTHORS NOTE: I'm alive guys lol, teehee. Sorry the chapter is short life is hard lol.
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