Saving The Heart

Part One : Chapter Five

Hey guys, I just want to make it clear that the actual boys will be strictly PG13 until Part Four, if not forever. They are only ten and thirteen, and I'm not that kind of writer.

"Okay, let's talk," Damian said when they got back to HQ.

"Okay."

"So, that fanfiction had some... interesting ways of displaying our friendship," Damian offered, trying to get Jon to talk some more. Jon just nodded, looking away the whole time. Damian sighed. "Look, that's stuff ten year olds shouldn't be reading about. Why didn't you just tell me that reading it was making you uncomfortable?"

Jon shook his head and groaned. "Jon, c'mon, answer me." Damian took a step closer to Jon. Damian wanted so badly just to grab John and hold him in his arms. Of course he wanted to do other things as well, but that wouldn't happen for a couple of years, if ever. He took two steps closer to Jon. "Jon, we can talk about this but I need you to grow up for-"

Jon reached up and kissed him, holding Damian's face in his hands. It was over instantly, Jon pulling away and dropping his hands to his sides. Damian just stood there, jaw hanging open. Jon covered his face with his hands and began to walk away. "I'm just gonna go, I'll see you tomorrow!"

Damian grabbed his arm firmly. "Like hell you are." Jon gave in and dropped his hands. "Why did you kiss me?" Damian asked, staring straight at him.

"Because I like you, obviously!" Jon's face was redder than it had ever been before, but Damian just looked confused.

"Why?" He asked.

"I don't have to explain myself!"

"Oh yes you do! You don't just kiss someone and walk away!"

"Because you're you!" Jon yelled. "You're incredibly smart, brave, an excellent fighter, and- even though you don't show it- a really nice person! Even though we fight sometimes, I can tell that you actually care about me, which makes me feel happy. I've been feeling something for you for a while now, but this stupid fanfiction made me realize that it was-" Jon stopped. "...love?"

Damian laughed. He held his sides and doubled over, leaving Jon a red, embarrassed mess. "Damian!" He pleaded.

Damian took Jon in his arms, embracing him in a full hug. He hesitated but then kissed Jon's cheek. "I realized that I love you too." Jon pushed away, a big goofy grin on his face.

"Really!?"

Damian rolled his eyes. "No, Jon, I'm manipulating your emotions because I hate you."

"Ha ha. So now what?"

"Well you just had your first kiss at 10 years old. I think we should take it slow," Damian said. "In other words, let's do the exact opposite of that crazy fanfiction."

"The exact opposite?" Jon asked, looking at Damian with a suggestive smirk. Damian's eyes widened.

"Jon, you are ten years old! What exactly are you trying to do?" Jon pushed Damian onto the couch and straddled him. Damian gulped and started averting eye contact, looking in every direction but at Jon. Jon placed his hand on Damian's inner thigh and leaned in close to Damian's neck. "Jon, are you really gonna do this?"

"Nope," Jon said cheerfully. "Just teasing you." He hopped off of Damian's lap and began to walk away. "See you tomorrow!"

"Touché!" Damian yelled back as Jon left. He smiled to himself on the couch, imagining Jon's smile. He hoped Jon got home safely; his parents were probably worried about him... his parents! Oh no!