Little (Y/n) was never a talkative child to begin with. He was always kind, and happy. No matter what you gave him, he was always satisfied with a little.
But things changed for little (Y/n), once he suffered the lost of his parents, he was now more...
After the trio finished exploring, Tanzanite dropped everyone at their respectives homes. Since it was night, Y/n entered the mansion, and the first thing he did was to threw himself on the couch due to him being exhausted.
"Young Y/n, what have we talked about 'laying' on the couch?" Alfred spoked right behind the latter.
"Oh, Alfred! I-I didn't see you here earlier." Y/n stood up sweat-dropping. "How are things going on? It feels like years since I've been here."
"Things have being running as per usual... Except for the part that Master Damian has been visibly sad since you've been absent lately."
"Now that you said it... I hardly have been spending any time here at the mannor... I should probably talk to him..." Y/n mumbled the last part.
"If this may be of any help, I advise you to converse with him... He may been "keeping his distance from you' as you teenagers say, however we all know that it is not his true intentions..." Alfred spoke, giving Y/n a reassuring, and comforting smile. "Maybe something will be left on the open, and clear thing that need to be for the both of you..."
"What do you mean by that, Alfred..?" Y/n asked due to the way the butler said his words.
"That you will have to find out for yourself... or else it would spoil the fun, and the purpose of it." Alfred said and chuckled silently, making Y/n pout.
"Fine... I'll talk to him..." The latter stood up, sighed, and walked towards Damian's room while he built courage inside of him to talk to his adoptive brother.
He stood in front of Damian's door, and breathed, and sighed heavily. Y/n knocked on the door, and waited a response.
"You can enter now..." Damian spoke more cold than ever.
Y/n peeked through the door, and saw Damian's naked back, making a small blush creep onto his cheeks.
"Hey..." Y/n spoked softly, opening the door completely while it creaked, making Damian turn around surprised to see Y/n on his room. "I-I uh... Came to talk... I-If that's okay, I guess!" He said nerveously.
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"Sure... Give me a minute..." Y/n nodded, and Damian put a shirt on. He walked to his bed, and patted next to him, letting Y/n know that he could sit next to him. "What is it that you wanted to talk about?"
"I-I uh... wanted to check on you... since I've been absent most of the times..." Y/n said insecure, not having eye contact with the older.
"That's not why you came here." He looked at Y/n serious.
"It is, but it's not what I wanted to talk to you about... Damian, why have you been distancing yourself from me..? Have I done something wrong, something to upset you?" Y/n's eye began to water, his voice almost faltering, as he held his emotions in.
