Sleepover (JonDami Fic)

Deep Conversation

[ALFRED TALKING TO JON]

Me: Don't you have any vacation plans with your friends Master Damian?

Damian: Why the sudden interest Pennyworth?

Me: I'm just wondering, Master Damian.

He sat up crossed leg facing me, from the looks on his face, he was a little nervous to talk, but then, he did talk.

Damian: I'm not good at small talks but right now, I just need someone to talk to so, I'll try my best. (Sigh) No. I don't have any plans for the holidays. It's not because I don't want to have a vacation, it's just I don't have anybody to share it with. I don't have, a person with whom I have a bond of mutual affection.

Me: In another word, friends?

Damian: Yes, friends. The kids in school just doesn't find me, friend worthy, and I don't blame them. The only friend I know who tolerates me is Kent. I mean, Jon. But I don't think he'd call me a friend. More like a fighting crime partner.

Me: Hmm. Have you ever asked Master Jon on what he thinks of you as?

Damian: No. And I'm not planning to. Besides, I'm sure he's already made plans with his friends or family. So, I'd rather stay here and do nothing.

Me: Hmm, I see. Let me ask you Master Damian. Why do you think the students in your school doesn't find you friend worthy?

He met my eyes, and I met his. Judging from those emeral green eyes, he's a bit broken because I noticed tears forming in his eyes.

Damian: It's because I'm different from them. I'm a kid who's been trained to kill since birth. I've never had a childhood, I do not know how to have fun. Normal kids childhood, they learn to hold simple, not dangerous objects right?. But me, I learned to hold a katana at the age of 5. And instead of blowing bubbles or playing with toys, I throw blades, and learned to climb a tree at that age.

The tears in his eyes formed even more. His eyes were so full of tears that it finally started to leaked out.

[JON'S POV]

Alfred stopped talking and I think I knew why. I didn't noticed that we've reached the kitchen. I placed Damian on the ground, making him lean on his back against the wall. And then Alfred continue.

[ALFRED TALKING TO JON]

Me: as I was saying, his tears started to leak out of his eyes. I couldn't help but to feel bad for Master Damian, but I know I couldn't let him waste the holidays by being alone. I handed him a tissue and told him.

Me: Master Damian, you've change. You're no longer Damian Al Ghul, you're Damian Wayne now. You have a new family who truly loves you. You're no longer a weapon. You're a normal human boy, just with great martial arts skills.

He wiped his tears of with the tissue and look down.

Damian: Thanks Pennyworth. But I doubt anyone loves me, even in this family. They just pretend to, or they have to.

I placed my hand on his shoulders and told him.

Me: Trust me Master Damian, I should know. I mean I'm practically talking to everyone everyday in this manor more than you. They all love you Damian, as a son and a sibling. They just don't say it because they think you're not the soft type.

Damian: Really? Well, it's good to know that I have a family who accepts me just by being Damian Wayne. But I guess being Damian Wayne is not gonna get me friends. Maybe acquaintances sure, but not friends.

[JON'S POV]

Alfred took out all the ingredients needed to make that disgusting juice. While he prepares the juice, he continues to talk about his conversation with Damian.

[ALFRED TALKING TO JON]

Alfred: Though master Damian has not asked you, I want to ask you. Jon, what is master Damian, to you?

[JON'S POV]

Alfred's question struck me like lightning. To be honest, I don't have a direct answer to his question. Damian is many things to me. But ones things for sure is that Damian is my more than a crime fighting partner. I told Alfred.

Me: Damian is more than a crime fighting partner to me Alfred. He is my friend. I would even say my best, friend.

[ALFRED'S POV]

I couldn't be more happier after hearing Jon's answer. I knew master Damian is not alone. He has a family and a friend.

Me: To tell you the truth Jon, I treat Master Damian as he was my very own son. And I wouldn't want my son to spend his time alone during the holidays. So I told him.

Me: I'll try my best to not make you bored while the master's are away.

Damiam: It's ok Pennyworth. You don't need to do anything. I'll be fine in my room. I'll just keep Titus company, read some books or maybe go on patrol.

Me: If you wish Master Damian, but I will prepare you special meals for this holiday. Since it's just you and me in the Manor. Your breakfast, lunch and dinner will be spectacular. Oh, let's not forget the dessert.

Damian: I'd like that. Thanks Pennyworth.

Me: Sure Master Damian.

After that conversation with Master Damian, I got up and left his room. While walking, I began thinking on what are the meals I'm gonna prepare for the young master. And I say, I have many great ideas on what to make for Master Damian.