More Than Anything - The DamiJon Sequel

Demon Hunters Part 1

A Day Later, Afternoon.

Damian was in the garage, with Alfred as he insisted to help Damian with cleaning his car that he hadn't used in 5 years.

"Alfred, you really don't need to help me." Damian scrubbed the roof of his car.

"You should know by now Master Damian, I don't take no for an answer." Alfred informed him. "Also, you inevitably leave other areas uncleaned." He smirked.

"Alright." Damian gave up as he rolled his eyes. "TT."

"Young man." Alfred glared at him.

"Sorry." Damian quickly apologized. "Thank you for your help, Alfred."

"Your welcome Master Damian." Alfred scrubbed the other side of the car, then looked at him again. "Might I inquire as to why you've chosen to clean your car, sir? I am perfectly capable of driving you around young sir, I am still young."

"I'm perfectly aware of that." Damian reasoned. "I want to pick Jon up from work, by myself."

"As you wish Master Damian." Alfred simply went back to scrubbing. Alfred went to pick up the power hose, and started to spray across the car, streams of water soaking Damian.

"Alfred!" Damian complained as he flipped to dodge the streams of water.

"Apologies, Master Damian." Alfred, smirked.

"If that's how you want to play it..." Damian picked up the soap water bucket and tried to splash Alfred with it, but he graciously dodged it. "Ho-How?"

"Master Dick once tried that." Alfred simply dropped the power hose as he kept rinsing the car. "He failed miserably, like you did now." He smirked.

"Alright... You win... for now." Damian smirked. "I'll go get prepared since... you splashed water on me."

"Of course." Alfred nodded as Damian walked inside the house. "Be careful young sir." Damian simply nodded as he walked in. He went to shower, then wear his casual outfit. Black pants and long sleeved shirt, then a pair of black dress shoes. He then walked back into the garage to find Alfred standing there waiting for him with the keys.

"How long have you been standing there?" Damian raised a brow as he eyed the shiny Mercedes.

"Long enough." Alfred smiled. "Here are the keys, Master Damian." he handed the keys to him.

"Thank you." Damian smiled as he took the keys. "I don't know what we'd do without you, Alfred."

"Master Damian." Alfred placed his hands on his shoulders. "I didn't have the chance to say this when you first came back but... It's good to have you back sir. I missed you, son."

"I missed you too, Alfred." Damian smiled at him as he pulled him in for a fatherly hug. He pulled back as he unlocked the car, the chirping sound echoing throughout the 20 car garage.

"Be careful, young sir." Alfred said.

"Yes, Alfred." Damian simply said as he entered the car. He drove off to pick up his beloved.

About 30 minutes later, in front of the Daily Planet.

Jon was standing in front of the planet, trying to catch a taxi when a familiar fancy Mercedes pulled up in front of him.

"An Uber for one annoying Jon Kent." Damian smirked as he rolled down the passenger window.

"Where are we going? To a Funeral?" Jon smirked, eyeing Damian's all black outfit.

"What?" Damian raised a brow. "I like this."

"I like it too." Jon said softly, seductively.

"TT. Just get in." Damian rolled his eyes as he blushed. Jon chuckled as he entered the car. He could hear people outside murmuring about him and Damian.