More Than Anything - The DamiJon Sequel

Zehro Returns

Tomorrow Morning. 6:50 am.

"Morning." Damian caressed his cheek as both boys woke up at the same time. 

"Mmmmn... My perfect man." Jon hummed. "I love you."

"I love you too... My adorable Kryptonian." Damian light tapped on Jon's nose, making him giggle. "Let's go downstairs, breakfast." He requested.

"Dami... you're still bruised down there... you barely managed your first patrol..." Jon reasoned.

"I can't keep staying here..." Damian confessed. "I want to move around."

"Okay, okay..." Jon nodded as he crawled out of bed, wore his shirt and placed himself by Damian's bedside. Damian tried to sit up, groaning as he did. Jon helped him stand. They both started to walk, Jon helping Damian walk when necessary. They walked to the walk-in closet, Damian grunted as he wore his shirt. Jon wasn't loving the sight. Damian managed to walk by himself, properly as they headed out. At the hallway, a door opened and Jack emerged.

"Bud? Are you okay to walk properly?" Jack asked Damian.

"I'm fine... You worry too much." Damian scoffed.

"There's our Dami." Jack smiled. 

"TT." Damian rolled his eyes, hiding his smile. All three of them walked towards the stairs, where they ran into Kon and Tim, who were making their way down as well.

"Hey, Damian." Tim greeted, holding Kon's hand. "Hi, Jon."

"Hey, Tim!" Jon waved at them. "Hiya Kon!" Damian only gave them a nod as he smiled lightly.

"Yo!" Kon waved at his little brother and Damian.

"Don't you ever get out of that stupid leather jacket?" Jack asked him.

"No. No he doesn't." Tim shook his head. 

"Babe... I thought you didn't mind..." Kon frowned. 

"The spikes stab me in the face when we sleep." Tim scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Well let me change then." Kon held his hand as he started to drag him away.

"He-hey..." Tim complained.

"You can watch me change..." Kon winked. "I'll take all of my clothes off..." he whispered, seductively into Tim's ear.

"I like it." Tim blushed as he went with Kon.

"They're cute..." Jack smiled. Both Damian and Jon glared at him. "Bu-but... you're cuter..." He panicked. 

"We're the originals." Damian huffed out.

"Yeah!" Jon nodded as he clenched his fist.

"This... isn't competition..." Jack face palmed. "Let's just go..." He went down the stairs, the couple following suit. They arrived in the dining room. To Damian's surprise, the dining room was almost full, something he never thought was possible. Dick and Kori sat themselves, while Bruce sat holding his newspaper and coffee mug. Alfred was laying today's breakfast, his signature waffles and pancakes and Jason can't wait to eat.

"Ahh... Masters Jack, Jon and Damian. What a pleasant surprise." Alfred greeted.

"Damian." Bruce rested his newspaper to look at his son and his beloved. "Jon. Jack." 

"Good Morning, Alfred. Father." Damian greeted back.

"Morning Alfred, Mr. Wayne." Jon waved, as well as Jack.

"Join us." Alfred requested. Damian nodded as Jon helped him sit down. Tim and Kon followed shortly afterward.

"I hate tank tops..." Kon murmured as he walked in, wearing a Batman tank top. Bruce simply smiled to himself as he glanced over for a second.