More Than Anything - The DamiJon Sequel

Killer Joke

About a month Later. January 20.

It's been a month, and Jon still has not woken up. Each waking day proved hell for Damian as he had nothing but his diary to remind him of his boyfriend. He opened his eyes. He looked beside him as he looked to see his laptop. He got up to take a shower. He opened his laptop and played another entry as he went to change clothes.

"Day 734." Jon began. "Just woke up... still doing studies..." He looked around his desk, that was a mess. "For university... Man, I'm a mess..." Jon began cleaning up. "This was never my strong suit... but it keeps me distracted..." Jon let out a defeated sigh. "It's been 2 years already..." He admitted. "Even waking up's painful to do... I just feel so empty without you Dami..." He began to cry again. "Why would you leave me? I know Jack's doing his best to take care of me but... I only want you..." He covered his face. "I could've protected you..." Damian changed as he headed out of the walk in closet. He sat on his bed as he watched his boyfriend cry. "I could've protected you, Damn it!" He pounded his desk, making the camera shake. "I-I don't know any more..." He admitted as the screen faded to black.

"I'm sorry beloved." Damian whimpered as he held back his tears. He made his way to the cave, to be able to go to the watchtower.

"Recognised, Robin. Z-0-9." The Zeta tube announced as Damian arrived in the medical wing of the Watchtower with a small box in hand. He arrived at Jon's room, to find there were presents on the table in front of his bed. He looked to see that he was still unconscious, and tubes were still in his mouth feeding him oxygen.

"Jon..." Damian said softly, as he eyed his beloved's face. He immediately pulled up a chair and sat by his bedside. "Good Morning Beloved..." He grabbed his hand and placed it on his cheek, so Jon could feel his cheek. "I want cuddles..." Damian smiled. "But you're still..." His voice broke. "Anyway..." he kissed his hand. "Happy Birthday, beloved." He said as tears streamed down his eyes. "I've got your present..." He took out the box from his pocket and held it up. "I would've gave you this back at Christmas but... there were too many people..." He reasoned as he opened the box, revealing a shiny luxurious ring. It had a 5 carat diamond, which shone bright as the light hit it. "Jonathan Samuel Kent...." He began. "Wi-Will..." sobs escaped him as he paused to gather himself. "Will you marry me?" He finally asked. "Will you marry me?" He held his hand. "Answer me... wake up... open your eyes beloved... please..." He pleaded, but Jon didn't move. "Oh, Jon..." He leaned his forehead against Jon's side as he cried on his blanket. He released sobs that tore through his chest, pleading a response from his boyfriend. "Don't leave me..." Damian begged. "Please fight for me... wake up for me..." He held his hand. After a few minutes...

"Dami?" a voice asked as Damian raised his head to look.

"Rich-Richard?" Damian looked up at him. "Ja-Jack?" he also looked at him.

"You okay?" Dick placed a hand on his shoulder as he looked at Damian's red eyes, with tears streaming down his face.

"I-I don't know..." Damian admitted, wiping his tears off. "What are you two doing here?"

"To greet Jon happy birthday." Jack replied as he rested his present on the table.

"What's that?" Dick pointed to the box in Damian's hand. He saw the ring and immediately started to hyperventilate. "I-is tha-that?" His trembling finger pointed at the expensive, shiny ring.

"Yes." Damian replied, holding up the box for Dick to get a good look.

"Ughh..." Dick groaned as he lost consciousness, passing out.

"Dick!" Jack yelled as he saw Dick fall on the ground. "Dami..." he complained. "You could've baby stepped him!" he knelt down as he grabbed Dick.

"We both know we wanted that to happen..." Damian sniffled as he became satisfied with what just happened, helping him to stop crying.