[[Im bored, so here is a Damian x Jon one shot
Damian - 13
Jon - 10
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Damian's POV
I sat outside Kent's window, waiting for him to get ready for patrol. Finally, he crept out of his window, smiling at me.
"Hi Damian! Ready for patrol?" I tsked, grabbing his arm. "Let's go, Kent." He chuckled, lifting us up into the air, and flying into town. Instantly, we saw a bank robbery, and went over to stop it.
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I rushed Kent back home; one of the robbers had managed to shoot Jon, and the bullet hit him square in the chest, and Kent was losing blood.
Opening his window, I called for anyone else in the house. I cursed when no one answered, and set Kent on the floor. He groaned, shifting to his side. "Stay still."
He opened one of his eyes. "Dami," he slurred. I looked into my pockets, finding a pair of tweezers. "This may hurt a bit," I said as I started to get the bullet out. Kent whined, trying not to move much.
After the bullet was out, I bandaged his chest tightly, and moved him onto the bed. I was about to leave when Kent grabbed my hand. "Don't leave me," he cried.
I stared at him, feeling sympathetic for him. I changed into the pj's I usually wear when I'm at his house, and got into bed with him.
Kent snuggled against me, some tears still pinpricking his eyes. I wiped them away, staring down at him for a little bit more.
"Stay out of trouble corn cob," I mumbled before finally falling asleep
