Baby Wayne

Sad day

Jason felt like a cornered animal for two whole days, just waiting for the moment when Damian would cuss right in front of Bruce.

Part of him, the suicidal half, was cracking up at the thought of how shocked Bruce and Alfred would be at the sight of their precious cherub shouting "SHIT!" in the middle of dinner, the rest of him was just scared shitless at the possibility.

Weirdly enough, Damian was as quiet as he ever was, maybe even more so, though he kept stealing looks at Jason, like they were hiding something.

They were, but couldn't the kid keep his fucking cool?

Alfred even asked if Jason had sweets on him, because Damian wouldn't stop staring. Jason just shrugged and said the kid was weird. Alfred laughed when Damian clicked his tongue at that.

And Jason finally snapped "How does he do that?!" he nearly shrieked much to Alfred's amusement "Does he understand what we're saying or not?!"

"I have no idea," the old man said with a tiny smile playing on his lips "you should ask him."

Jason opened his mouth but instead chose to simply glare back. He had no idea if Alfred was mocking him or not.

The butler left both boys alone and Damian immediately turned to look expectantly at Jason.

"I have absolutely no clue of what the hell you want." he said, shoulders hunching on defeat.

Damian only blinked back. Little fucker.

Sighing, Jason stood turning towards his bedroom, when he felt no movement behind him, he turned "Well, come on! I'm not gonna carry your ass."

Damian's eyes lit up and he ran - or wobbled, he had tiny legs it was... not cute. More like... funny? Yeah. Funny. - to catch up.

"Okay." Jason said as soon as they sat on Jason's bed, facing each other "Okay. Uhm..." he scratched the back of his neck "You're name is Damian. Can you say that? Damian."

Blue eyes squinted in concentration as Damian watched Jason's mouth, moving his own without any sound.

Jason frowned thoughtfully "Maybe it's too long? Okay, so... D. Can you say that? D."

Damian's lips moved a lot more than it was actually necessary, like he was rehearsing it before timidly saying "D?"

"Yeah!" Jason was so fucking awed. Sure it was just a little letter, but the kid was listening to him and how weirdly cool was that? "Right on, kid!" he held up his hand for a high five and Damian just stared at it with this huge enthusiastic clueless smile "Maybe later, then..." he touched a finger to Damian's chest "'Kay, so you're D, got that?" Damian nodded.

The kid fucking nodded and Jason once again thrown into his eternal question of 'is this kid really as dumb as he looks or is he hiding something?'.

He pointed at himself "I'm Jason, but I think that's kinda hard for you to say, so... Let's try Jay. Jay"

Damian barely hears the end of Jason's sentence and promptly tells him "Yay!"

Jason faltered "What?"

"Yay." Damian repeated mimicking Jason's earlier action and touching a finger to the older boy's chest.

Jason snorted trying to hold back a laugh "Fuck, no."

"Fuc-"

"NO!" Jason shouted and Damian grinned and bounced a little on his seat.

Little shit was enjoying this.

"Let's try this again."

Dick thought Alfred was screwing with him when the butler said Damian was with Jason.