Sleepover (JonDami Fic)

You Alright?

[JON'S POV]

Honestly, after hugging Damian, I feel, just fine. That nightmare was no longer an issue anymore. However, Damian's gift still is. Damian is heading towards the bathroom to freshen up, and I'm right here on the bed, lying down, with both my hands at the back of my head, thinking. (Sigh) I closed my eyes and just lay there motionelessly. Shutting out everything in my head. (Thunder BANG)

10 minutes later

(Bathroom door opens) My eyes opened due to the sound of the bathroom door opening. I sat up to see Damian walking out of the bathroom wearing a normal red t-shirt with black shorts.

Damian: Alright Kent, your turn. Once you're done, we can go downstairs to the kitchen. Pennyworth said He had prepared brunch for us.

Me: Alright.

I didn't move immediately, I just remained in my location with both hands on the bed, staring at my feet. Shortly, I saw Damian's feet infront of mine. I looked up to see him standing infront of me, one eyebrow up.

Damian: (puts his palm on Jon's forehead) You alright? Are you having a fewer or something? (Removes palm) Temperatures normal.

Me: No I'm good. Really.

Damian: Then what's with the frown? Usually you'll be all happy and annoying everytime I see you. In a good way I mean.

Me: I don't know. I'm just thinking of something that's all.

Damian: Want to talk about it?

Me: No..... I mean, not yet.

Damian: Alright then. Anyways, go freshen up. I left you a new towel next to the bathtub, and you have your own clothes right?

Me: Yes, a t-shirt with a pizza picture on it and a blue jeans.

Damian: Jeans? Isn't that a little uncomfortable for house wear?

Me: Well, yes but what can I do, they're all I have at the moment.

Damian: Hmm.... Wait.

Damian turned around and head to his closet while I remain sitting on the bed. (Drawer open sound),, 1 Minute later, (Drawer close sound). Soon Damian came out of the closet, holding something in his hands. He approached infront of me. First I looked at the thing he was holding, which from the looks of it, it's some sort of fabric. Then I looked at his eyes.

Damian: Here, use this. (Handing out) They're quite comfortable.

I looked back at the fabric which is now infront of me. I took it from his hands and took a good look at it. It's a young blue coloured pants with two pockets on the sides.

Me: Really? Do you think I'll fit in it?

Damian: For me, yes. Our size doesn't have that much difference. But why don't you try it first. If it does fit, then wear it, if you want. If it doesn't, then just wear your jeans.

Me: Ok thanks!

Damian turned and head towards his table while I got up and started walking towards the bathroom, bringing along my t-shirt, the blue pants, my underwear and my toothbrush.