◾◻❤JonDami Oneshots❤◻◾

💔💖Patched Up💖💔

Requested by: preetylg

◾◻◻Both boys are 14◻◻◾

Damian's pov

"You can help him right Alfred?" Jon asked in a panic. Alfred looked closer at my abdomen where a sharp blade of Kryptonite was causing me to bleed out.

I was fighting hard to keep my eyes open and I was in total guilt.
I was supposed to stab him. Mother told me to.

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"Damian, if you really are loyal to your mother, you'll do this." She said with a soft smile handing me a sharp blade of Kryptonite. I took it from her with shaking hands.

"But Mother I-I think I really care about Superboy-" I was cut off.

"No Damian." Mother glared, hand on her hip. "No you don't. Now do it." My eyes filled with tears, but I quickly blinked them away. Mother disappeared.

I held the Kryptonite behind my back. I didn't care look up at him, not trusting myself. You need to do this Damian. I came around from behind the Batcomputer where Jon stood, waiting for me.

"Oh there you are!" He exclaimed happily. "I thought something bad happened. I was just about to check on you." Jon seemed to sense I was uneasy.

"Hey, you okay Dami?" Oh god don't call me that Jon! You're making this harder! I approached him until I stood in front of him. I snaked a hand to the back of his neck, standing with my body nearly pressed against the Kryptonian.

I could feel the back of Jon's neck heat up. He rested a hand on my cheek, the other on my shoulder, clearly not expecting what was coming next.

"Damian?" He asked softly.

"I'm sorry Jon. I really am." I whispered. I revealed the Kryptonite Jon gasped. I made my grip on him firmer.

"Damian, please don't-" At that moment, looking into those sapphire blue eyes, I knew I couldn't.

"I won't Jon." I said before stabbing my own stomach. I gasped before coughing blood.

"DAMIAN!" Jon screamed. I released my grip from his neck and brought the other hand to the blade.

His eyes were filled with tears as he sunk to his knees, cradling me in his arms.

"Alfred!" He shouted, knowing the butler was the only one home. "Alfred please help!"

"Mister Jon?" Pennyworth said in an alarmed tone, appearing suddenly from the stairs.

"Alfred please help!" Jon cried as I felt my eyes closing.

"Oh bloody hell, bring him to a bed. Hurry now Mister Jon." Pennyworth ordered, being to gather supplies.

"Keep your eyes open Dami!" He begged, lifting me up bridal style. I rested one hand on his chest, the other on my injury.

"Jon... Please go... It's hurting you... I can tell..." I whispered. Jon shook his head.

"I'm not leaving you Damian."

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"Mister Jon, you need to leave. The Kryptonite will start seriously injuring you as well. Please call Master Bruce. Thank you." alfred ordered.

"But-"

"Please Mister Jon, it will help the most." Alfred said with a more orderly tone. I glanced at Damian one final time. I felt the urge to kiss he forehead but decided against it.

"Okay... Please save him." I said, flying out of the cave.

"Don't you worry Mister Jon, I will." Alfred said.

~Timeskip~

I paced back and fourth at the entrance of the Batcave, waiting for Alfred to come out to tell me about Damian's condition. Finally, the butler revealed himself. 

"Mister Jon?" He called. I whipped my head in his direction and ran towards him. 

"How is he?" I asked, panic evident in my voice. Alfred, wiped his forehead which glistened with sweat. 

"He'll be alright." Alfred said. My heart raced faster again. 

"Can I see him?" I asked. Alfred hesitated before nodding. He stepped to the side and I raced into the cave. Damian was lying down on the medical bed, his back facing me. I stopped a few meters from his bed, just watching him for a minute. 

His chest was rising and falling in a slow pattern. Tears came to my eyes. Why had he tried to hurt me? Then in the end, why did he hurt himself? I clenched my fists before walking closer.

"Don't come any closer." Damian said suddenly. I halted.

"Why not?" I asked.

"I don't trust myself." He said. I swallowed and continued walking forward until I stood beside his bed, close enough I could reach out and touch his shoulder.

"I trust you Damian-"

"Stop. I tried to kill you Jon." Damian said, his voice catching at the end as if he were about to cry.

"But in the end, you hurt yourself instead Damian." I said quietly, tears gathering in my eyes.

"It doesn't matter. I still tried to anyway." He fired back. "You're my friend Jon. I'm supposed to care for and protect you and yet I still-" Damian paused and sniffed. "Tried. I'm an absolute monster."

"Don't talk about yourself that way Damian. It's not true. I'm sure you had a reason-"

"There's no reason for trying to kill someone you," -He hesitated- "care about." My heart swelled. What do you know? He does care about me. We were both silent, nothing but our soft breathing and the quiet beeping of an IV.

"Damian. Please look at me." I said after a moment. Damian ignored me. "Damian." I tried again, raising my voice. Still no answer. "Damian!" I shouted. Damian turned in the bed, facing me. 

"What Jon?!" He yelled. I quickly cupped his cheeks before he could say anything else. Damian's next words faltered on his lips. I pressed my lips to his in a chaste kiss. 

"You are not a monster Damian. We'll work this out I promise." I assured him, our lips centimeters apart. "I promise..."

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Sorry that this isn't exactly what you wanted @preetylg but I tried!