Saving The Heart

Part One : Chapter Three

I just realized that these chapters are getting longer and longer. Maybe they won't be so short after all. What can I say? I love writing semi-cringey fanfiction!

"So, how'd your little 'book report' go?" Damian asked the next day at school. Jon tensed up, remembering what he had read last night.

"I-it's really good!" He said, looking away.

"Wanna give me a few key points?"

Jon quickly went through all of the moments of the fan fiction so far; he didn't want to lie. "Well, I exploded a boulder with my heat-vision!"

"That was the most interesting part of the reading?" Damian raised an eyebrow. "What's the girl's name again?"

Jon thought back to the cover of the packet. "Aubrey Simones, I think."

"Good. I'll meet up with you later," Damian said, running off to his class.

Jon couldn't focus during any of his classes. The fanfiction kept coming back to his mind. Every time he tried to focus the feeling of Damian's lips on his came out of nowhere! He had stashed the fanfiction in his backpack, and even though it was under his desk, it seemed to be sitting right in front of him to flip open and read again.

"Jonathan?" His teacher and classmates all stared at him with confused faces. "Do you know the answer to the question?" Jon didn't know what to say, his mouth open with a response that didn't seem to want to come out.

"N-no ma'am, but may I go to the bathroom?"

His classmates laughed as his teacher nodded and he raced out of the classroom , grabbing his backpack as he went. He stumbled into the first bathroom stall he came across and locked the door, sitting directly on the toilet seat. He whipped the packet out of his backpack and opened it to the page he was on the last time he had read. He realized that he was gripping the paper quite hard and took a deep breath, a little confused of why he was so anxious to read this again. He began to read the first sentence.

"Robin," Superboy whined, "I'm fine, really."

"Are you sure?" Robin looked up at him with dark, green eyes that seemed to penetrate Superboy.

Aubrey was right, whenever Damian looked at him without his mask on, his eyes sent shivers down Jon's spine.

"Yes Robin," Superboy laughed, throwing on his pajamas. "Here you can borrow these." He threw a T-shirt and soccer shorts at Robin, who caught them with a smirk.

"Thanks." The two boys changed and Superboy set up a bed for Robin on the floor next to his. "This is really nice and all," Robin said, "but I thought I was gonna sleep with you."

Superboy became beet red.

Why? Jon thought. Friends share beds all of the time.

"Oh! Okay!" Superboy climbed into his bed, followed by Robin. They faced each other in the bed, eyes locked. "What of our feet touch?" Superboy whispered.

"Then we fuck."

Jon nearly dropped the packet. Doesn't that mean having sex? Jon was breathing hard and his face was hot as he stared at the page. He couldn't believe what he was reading!

Superboy slowly began to move his feet towards Robin, half scared but half excited. His toe brushed against Robin's and Robin smirked. Without saying anything, Robin climbed on top of Superboy and put his hands on either side of his head. He unbuttoned Superboy's shirt, staring right at him the entire time with a straight face. He reached his hand down to Superboy's crotch and palmed his dick through the fabric. "R-Robin," Superboy moaned, "I don't think I'm ready for this... I'm only 10."

"Exactly," Robin said, a smirk growing on his face, "which is exactly why I'm just teasing you."

"Jon, are you in here? Ms. Jacobson asked me to come make sure you were okay!"

Jon nearly had a heart attack. He had forgotten he was in his school bathroom. "Y-yeah, I'll be right out!" He quickly read the next two sentences.

Robin plopped back over next to Superboy, who lay exasperated and red. "I told you you were fragile."

Ugh! Damian was always right! He shoved the fanfiction back in his backpack and flushed the toilet so it seemed like he really did use the bathroom. He washed his hands and met his classmate outside of the bathroom, apologizing for taking so long.

"Why do you have your backpack?" He asked.

"Uh, I needed to put some lotion on my arms too," Jon improvised, laughing nervously. The boy shrugged and they walked back to class, Jon, a little more shaken then before.