Fan-fiction One Shots

Batman - Hurt Damian

When Bruce had found Damian, he was on the floor of the warehouse wheezing. It had been another kidnapping attempt on the Wayne's and the lucky winner was...Damian! He was taken by Poison Ivy and was found after 2 hours. Bruce was mad. Damian was in the ICU and the hospital wouldn't let him see his son.

Dick had to hold him back so he wouldn't go suing the hospital. It turns out Damian has chemically formed asthma. Which is basically asthma but an inhaler won't work in fact if he gets an attack he has to rush to the hospital. He also has to take pills to prevent said attacks for the next few weeks. When Damian was dispatched from the hospital the next day he was so tired he kept nodding off in the car. Half the night was spent getting his breathing back to normal and the other half was spent with nurses checking on him to make sure he was breathing. Damian overall hated his experience and would not recommend the hospital.

Tim watched as Damian would fall asleep, fall forward then wake up again. "Hey Damian if you want you can sleep on me." Tim offered, and usually Damian would have refused but he was so tired and the drugs in his system was clouding his thought process. Damian took a minute but slowly leaned on his brother. His brother was so much more comfortable than leaning forward and being awaken to the feeling of falling. So it was no surprise that Damian fell asleep in just 5 minutes.

When they had finally gotten home and hour later(Curse Gotham Traffic) Damian was still asleep. Bruce carefully picked him up and put him on the living room couch. Bruce was surprised that Damian was so small he only took up one couch cushion when laying down. Bruce wanted to keep an eye on Damian in case an attack came. So he sat on the armchair across from him and started working on his laptop.

When Damian woke up an hour later he could still feel the drugs from earlier making him a bit loopy. He looked around and he saw his father across from him on the armchair and working. He soon realised that he was in Jason's lap. "Is sleeping beauty awake and no longer drooling on me?" Jason had said as Damian rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He looked around realising his legs were in Tim's lap, and nearly on top of him leaning on the edge of the couch was Dick. Damian got up only to be hit by a dizzy spell, he felt big gentle arms grabbed him and made him sit back on the couch. Damian tightly shut his eyes to pass the dizzy spell.

"You good Dami?" Dick had asked. When Damian opened his eyes Dick was staring right back at them looking worried. "Now I hate to say this Dami but the Doc set up some rules for the next few weeks. No physical activity, which means No patrolling, someone must always be with you in case you have an attack, and you won't be going to school." Dick had explained to Damian. Tears started rolling down Damian's face. Damian furiously trying to swipe them away cursing the drugs that were making him so emotional.

"Hey it's ok. You get to stay home from school and so will I and Timmy and Jay. You won't be alone in fact we promised that none of us including Bruce won't be patrolling for the next few weeks. Just like a little vacation." Dick had said watching as his brothers face brightened at the thought of missing school. "R-really but what about patrol, who would protect Gotham?" Damian asked looking smaller than usual. "The girls got it now, how about you and me go get some ice cream?"

Damian nodded as Dick scooped him up in his arms and carried him to the kitchen. When the drugs wore off and Damian was back to himself. He hated how every time he got up someone would follow him. He hated being monitored, even Jason and Tim followed him sometimes. After only 2 days he probably had white hairs and was miserable. "Father this can't go on, I need space." Damian had said. Bruce only sighed as he knew this would happen sooner or later. "Son you know we have to, it's for your health." Bruce said trying to look stern and ignore his sons big cute puppy eyes.

"Please father..." Bruce couldn't resist and eventually decided that Damian wouldn't need constant monitoring but if Damian feels even a little uncomfortable he has to immediately tell someone. Damian happy with the compromise went up to his room alone for the first time in 2 days. He sat there and started sketching not worrying about someone peeking over his shoulder. That's when it hit him. A pinch in his chest. 'Not right now' he thought he had just gotten away from the constant monitoring. He decided to ignore it but his chest started getting heavier. He could hear a pitiful wheeze coming out ever time he breathed. 

So here were his options:

Option 1 Tell someone
Option 2 Tell someone
Option 3 Tell someone immediately
And.. Option 4 Sit there and die
What did stubborn little Damian choose *drumroll please* Option 4!!

Damian sat there he was trying to calm down and take deep breathes. Cause maybe it'll all go away he thought. Damian has no idea where this optimism came from but he went with it. Soon he heard the smash of his door being broken down. Jason was walking down the hallway when he heard wheezes coming from Damian's room. He first knocked, no answer. Then he tried to go in to find the door locked. He heard the wheezing getting worse. So with a nice smash the door was broken. Jason found Damian on the floor relatively composed. People would think he was meditating with his eyes closed if it weren't for the horrible wheezing coming from the boys throat. Jason picked him up and ran for Bruce.

"Bruce Damian's having an attack we need to get to the hospital immediately!!" Jason shouted as Bruce came running towards him. The others came too as they all ran to the fastest car Bruce owned. The car ride was uneventful Damian now sitting on top of Dick who told him comforting words as he untangled Damian's hair. Tim sat in the front telling Bruce the directions to the hospital. And..Well Jason he had his head out the window shouting profanities to ever single person who had even thought of giving them a nasty look.

"you *** faced mother****** you better put that finger down or you're gonna wish you were never born!!!" Jason shouted out the window getting a giant glare from Dick who was now covering Damian's ears. When they got to the hospital Damian was taken by the nurses. This time Damian was dispatched in just 3 hours. He had an IV sticking out of his arm. In the car Damian was so tired he fell asleep on Tim again. When Damian woke up they were still in the middle of traffic. Damian couldn't stop looking at his IV. The skin around it blue.

"Hey Bruce do you think I can take out Damian's IV?" Tim had asked as soon as he noticed Damian staring at it. Bruce only grunted, focusing on the road. Tim had taken out the first aid kit that was under the seat. He gently pulled out the IV and placed a cotton ball on the hole. He pulled out medical tape and wrapped it around Damian's arm, firmly securing the cotton ball in place. Damian only slightly nodded as a thanks to Tim for patching him up. He soon took out his phone and started playing a game trying to ignore the snoring coming from his two brothers in the back. Tim watched his brother and smiled he soon pulled his phone out too.

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