Clark and Lois arrived several hours later, Clark walked up the steps to their apartment, Lois at his side.
Placing the key in its slot, he pushed the door open.
"Jon, honey? We're home!" Lois called out, as a tired Clark walked through the apartment, letting out yawn.
"Jon are you-" Clark paused, somewhat surprised at the sight before him.
A cheesy horror flick was on as Jon and Damian sat at the couch, a shared blanket draped around their shoulders, two cups of hot chocolate at their table. Jon was asleep, resting his head on Damian's shoulder. Damian was wide awake, his arms wrapped around Jon tightly seemingly hugging onto him for dear life like a koala to a eucalyptus tree albeit.. under the covers unseen by the man of steel.
"Oh- hello, Damian." Clark, said somewhat surprised at Damian's unexpected visit.
"Hello, Mr. Kent." Damian, said plainly before lightly touching Jon's cheek. "Kent, wake up.. your parents are here." Damian cooed to the sleeping superboy.
"Mmnng.. 5 more minutes mom.." Jon complained, burying his face deeper, letting out a hum. Forcing Damian to fight back the blush threatening to creep onto his cheeks.
Lois smirked and rolled her eyes, walking over to the boys. Causing Damian to reluctantly release Jon from his embrace, else risk either of his parents seeing.
"Hmn." She smirked. "Trust me, 'hun. Jon's harder to wake up than an out of service Cadillac." Lois said, unaware of how well Damian understands.
"Jon.. it's time to wake up now.. " Damian cooed, lightly adjusting the stray strands of hair on his boyfriend's face.
"Mmn.." Jon stirred lightly, slowly opening his eyes much to Lois and Clark's surprise both sharing a 'dafuq' look.
"Mn.. hm? Mom..? Dad..?" Jon mumbled until his eyes shot open, a wide smile on his face, jumping out of the couch, pushing Damian back eliciting his signature "TT." floating a few centimeters above the floor, he hugged both his parents.
"Mom, dad.. I have something to tell you!" He said, his voice all giddy. Causing Damian's eyes to shoot wide open.
"Oh? And what would that be, sport?" Clark asked.
"I~..." Jon's voice trailed off jumping backwards and stretching his arms in the air "now HAVE A BO- Mmnn mmng mm mmmn mmn?" Damian leapt up, covering the boy's mouth with his hands, muffling his voice.
"Board game!" Damian shouted, eliciting a curious look from Jon's parents. Causing Damian, to cough, removing his hands and regaining his composure. "I got him a new board game." He said plainly.
"But Dami, I was going to tell them that we're- euahwoah!" Jon was cut off as Damian easily out-balanced the boy of steel causing him to fall backwards, damian catching him then carrying him over his shoulder, fireman style.
"Excuse us for a moment." Damian said, before walking off towards Jon's room. Jon kicking lightly and saying something along the lines of "Dami! Dami dami dami... put me down"
Damian pushed the door open, closing it behind him and dropping his best friend onto his bed. Glad that Jon's room was both lined with lead and mostly sound proof. He should know. He installed the panels himself to allow him and Jon more... privacy during their after-patrol time.
"What was that about?" Jon complained.
Damian sighed, before turning to Jon. "Kent... I need you to stay quiet about this for now." Damian said, plainly.
"What? Why?" Jon asked, shooting Damian a curious look.
"Because.." Damian began
"Because what? Dami, come on-" Jon asked
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Just Don't Ask {Damijon!}
Fanfic"Never ask questions you don't want the answer to" Its been a few years since the Supersons first teamed up, the unlikely partnership turned friendship between the Boy of Steel and the Son of the Bat. At first neither Damian nor Jon could stand the...
