You're as dark as my demon but your as light as the sun a DAMIRAE fanfic.

A proposal of eternal love

This is the second last official chapter of this fanfic. I may do a sequel, I may not I haven't decided that yet. But thank you for all the support and love that this story received. All the content creators that put their hard work and love into this ship deserve to be recognised for their role, and I for one wouldn't have made all these chapters if it wasn't for the spark of inspiration caused by this fandom. So thank you! I appreciate all you lovely readers and be prepared for fluff, cuteness and a lot of Damirae. Alongside my very first intro to the world of Jon Kent and Damian Wayne friendship, I hope I do it justice! ❤️😊

Damian sat on the edge of Wayne enterprises' rooftop, any pass a by would have probably thought he was a crazy person attempting to end his life, as that, unfortunately, was the way the cookie crumbled inside Gotham, but in this case, it was simply untrue.

Letting out what could be considered a snarl of frustration as he looked up at the sky. The starry night was not what interested him. He passed his communicator from palm to palm, to soothe his expanding boredom- it was like a leech feeding on his insides, the feelings expanding making his head ache with annoyance.

"Why can't he ever be punctual! Why did I ask him again?" Damian thought his feelings had not wavered, at least not at that moment. He caught a blip of light in the sky which became bigger, as it sped seamlessly towards him.

Soon enough, the figure became something that resembled a human, although Damian knew better. This figure was not human, it was his best friend and that became evident when a man with dark black hair, blue eyes and a familiar engraving of an S on his shirt alongside a red cape came towards him.

"Sorry I am late Dames, Dad wouldn't let me leave the house. Something about us being troublesome and not wanting to chase us down with Batman drilling into him about parenting, you know how he gets." He stated with a shrug, before lowering himself to the roof's ledge.

"Jonathan, if I had kryptonite right now I would stab you! One my father has no control over how I live my life. I am in my twenties for god's sake. And I'm living with Raven. So really, what is the real excuse?" Damian said as he stared at the Kryptonian with scepticism lining his features.

"Well, you did say you wanted a rare gem, correct?"

Damian nodded his eyes shrinking until they were near slits. "Yes, I did. Please tell me you managed to acquire this particular jewel."

Yes, despite the mars-hens many evasion tactics. They did eventually give it to me. Although they are known for being peaceful, they do not like to give away their jewels. So here it is, one blood-red, scarlet ruby.

The Kryptonian handed the gem over to his assassin best friend, almost relieved at the thought of parting from it. "It was a bitch to get hold of, at least show a bit of gratitude for my efforts," Jon said sarcastically and using very little of his strength to punch the other man's shoulder.

Damian looked at him causing Jon to recoil slightly as he caught sight of his friend expression. "Jon, touch me again and you won't just lose your hair! remember, the kryptonite razor."

"Ok geez, I could have pushed you off this building. But I didn't so don't threaten the hair." The kryptonian stated, shielding his hair with his hands as he recognised the familiar evil, plotting glint in Damian's eyes.

"Fine. But this is only as a thank you for getting me that gem." Damian said relenting his planned assault on his best friend.

"Sure whatever you say buddy." Jon gleefully exclaimed, eager to know he had bested his best friend, at least this time.

Jon got up to leave; his footsteps were light, as he jumped from the roof and faced the son of the dark knight.

"I know you care about me really Damian." Emotions briefly flashed in the assassin's eyes. Jon could hear his friends thumping heart, he smiled slightly as the next words shocked him, but he still welcomed them.