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DAMINETTE BEGINS
"Damian! Stop recording! I'm still putting my dress on."
"You look so beautiful habibti..."
"Don't peek damian, god!"
Bam!
"Did you just slam the door on my face?"
"Why? You got a problem?"
"No, but face the consequences!"
"Ah! Let me go!"
"Dam-- no! Stop tickling me!"
"Not unless you say sorry."
"F-Fine! Fine! I'm sorry -ha-ha-ha- for slamming the d-door... Damian please! Ha-ha-ha!"
"Apology accepted."
"Geez, why do you have to do that?"
"I just love feeling your body..."
"love you too..."
Damian snaps his eyes wide open, fully awake and groans as he felt a slight headache.
"Damn it..." He held his forehead, massaging it into circles.
He stops and glance at his clock. It read 4:23 am monday. He frowned.
Waking up early was his now routine after the incident that he's not willing to share. But for sure, he was having nightmares and dreams combined.
Damian felt hungry and decided to grab some food downstairs. As he strode down the empty stairs he noticed Alfred and his father on the living room.
With a small creak or Alfred was just great at seeing through hidden things.
"Good morning master Damian, your food is ready on the dining table." Damian nodded at the butler and made no stops to the dining area.
Bruce made a face as he set down his tea.
"Young master has not been able to sleep since last two months and has been drinking medicing to help ease up his headache that has been occuring same as since." Alfred answered his mind questions.
"Young master has also been coming late from school at either 10 pm or 11 pm at that." Alfred continued.
Bruce furrowed his brow sending a glance at his youngest son who was moodly eating his early breakfast.
"Do you know why his acting like this...?" Bruce looks at alfred for answers.
"According to my observations since two months, i believe he is suffering from depression."
Depression...? That boy has never been depressed nor seen being joyous. Bruce felt suspicious. There was nothing Damian that cherished except Titus, Alfred the cat and his batcow or things he cherished that he wishes not losing it. Besides, even if he lost a katana he would've a find another one.
"If master Bruce wonders, I think its a depression form of losing a precious to him."
"Is it his katana?" Bruce said.
Alfred only shake his head slowly.
When alfred's eyes met bruce's, Bruce felt like the time he almost lost jason.
"No master, I believe he lost someone rather than something..."
Lost? Damian wasn't even friendly at anyone inside the house and at the school. He only seen jon with him because damian tolerates him enough.
"Have Tim investigate on this matter, Alfred. His depression is causing him sleep deprivation and lack of in taking foods. Watch him everyday, make sure he doesn't notice you." Bruce stood up and fix his suit before heading out.
"I'll be out now alfred."
"Have a good day master Bruce." Alfred bowed slightly and went to hide from damian's sight as soon as bruce left the door.
Alfred heard a small creak from where Damian stood and turns to see the eldest son, Dick, looking at him in curiousity, but alfred only made a gesture of silence to tim. Dick nodded, understanding.
Dick joined alfred beside him.
"Why are you hiding...?" Dick whispered.
"Your father has instruct me to be on 24/7 watch on master Damian." Alfred's answer made Dick tilt his head in confused.
"Why is that?" Dick ask whilst whispering.
"Master Damian has been suffering from depression and sleep deprivation. So-" Alfred sentence was cut of short when both of them suddenly heard choking sobs.
Coming from the dining room. Where Damian is...
Alfred and Dick peeked to the side and was bewildered.
Dick was beyond shock! Hee can't even think straight right now. This was a once in a lifetime or not exactly.
Seeing Damian holding out his cries on the table made his gut feel like a knot. His elbows rested on the table with his forehead on the back of his intertwined fingers.
Dick could see Damian biting his lower lip.
"What-" Dick saw Alfred gesturing to him to leave with him.
The two strolled through the hallways.
"Master Dick, I hope you do not mention this or ask Damian or to anyone."
"Why...?"
"Because right now... He is mourning for someone..."
"Who...!?" Alfred shook his head.
"That, I don't know master Dick. That is why your father has asked for me to investigate this while watching master Damian."
Dick felt the tension sickened around him.
"I am sure that this is related from two months ago. I, your father and master Jason and master Tim were with the Justice League for a meeting and you went to the Teen Titans for a short break. Whereas master Damian was left in the house with Titus and Alfred the cat."
"But didn't we left him with a caretaker?" Dick asks but alfred denied that.
"You were supposed to be his caretaker but you left." Dick sheepishly scratched his nape avoiding his eyes from alfred's.
"We'll have to ask commissioner Gordon what happened whilst of our absence."
DAMINETTE CONTINUES ON THE NEXT CHAPTER~
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Fanfiction"love you too..." "Pray for her to wake up?" Kagami looks at the two. "Pray for her to wake up." Both agreed. "And you want this to stop but you will have to find out why Damian is depressed?" Clark gestured the waiter for a water quickly and went t...
