Jon woke Damian up by jumping across the room to Damian's bed. Damian groaned and looked up. Jon was smiling like an idiot.
"Breakfast isn't until 9 this morning."
"Our families are coming today!" Jon said, jumping again. "Get up!"
"5 more minutes." Damian muttered into his pillow. Titus stood and licked Damian's face.
"Do it again!" Jon laughed, riling Titus up.
"Fine!" Damian groaned, throwing off his covers. Jon jumped off the bed. "D, look how far I can jump!" He said, getting back up on Damian's bed and jumping across to his own. "I have superpowers!"
Damian rolled his eyes as he grabbed clean clothes. "I can parkour that, no problem."
"Boo." Jon said, sitting on his bed.
Damian changed into his own clothes. It was nice not to have to wear his uniform.
Looking outside, there was a fresh sheet of snow. Some staff members were shoveling the snow off of the paths, onto the snow-covered grass to the sides.
Jon was wearing jeans and a red hoodie. Damian had changed into a long-sleeve black shirt and khaki pants.
"Do you ever wear jeans?" Jon asked, sitting on the edge of his bed.
"Rarely." Damian answered. They brushed their teeth and went to breakfast.
It was close to 10. A knock sounded on the door.
"D?"
It was Dick.
"Yep!" Jon shouted, running to the door. "Hi, Dick!"
Dick rustled Jon's hair. "Hey, you."
Jon laughed and Damian got up. He stood in front of his brother and waited for him to hug him because there was no way he was going to in front of Jon.
Dick hugged his little brother. "How are things, Little D?"
Damian shrugged. "Classes are easy."
"Make any friends?"
Damian pointed at Jon who was watching the custodial staff shoveling off the snow.
"Him."
Dick frowned. "Besides Jon."
"What?" Jon asked, turning around.
Damian rolled his eyes. "Grayson is insisting I make more acquaintances."
Jon shrugged. "Wouldn't hurt."
Bruce appeared in the doorway. "Oh yeah." Dick said. "Dad's here."
Damian looked at Bruce. "Hello, father."
"Hello, Damian." Bruce said, walking into the room.
"Are my parents coming?" Jon asked.
"They were looking around downstairs a minute ago." Dick answered.
True to his word, the Kent parents came upstairs and appeared in the doorway. Jon rushed into a hug from his mom and then his dad.
Damian waited until no one was watching and tentatively hugged his father.
"What do you say we get off campus for a bit?" Clark suggested.
"Yes!" Jon cheered. He looked at Damian.
"What?" Damian asked. Dick was petting Titus on Damian's bed.
"Let's go out, Little D." Dick said.
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Damian and Titus- A Service Dog Fanfiction
FanfictionDamian's PTSD gets him a service dog, a Great Dane named Titus. Damian is attending a boarding school with Jon, Titus at his side. Every night, Damian sneaks out with Jon to go fight crime. It's an adventure. *Mental Health, PTSD, Anxiety* I can not...