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💖I'm Here For You Part 3💖

Idea from a_pansexual_person thanks for the help!

Part three was requested by a few people.

Clark's pov

I was folding laundry when my phone began ringing one Sunday morning. I picked it up and frowned at the caller ID.

I pressed 'accept call' anyway and held the phone to my ear.

"Bruce." I greeted bitterly.

"Clark," Bruce responded. "How have you been?"

"It doesn't matter. You should be checking in on how your son is doing." I snapped. Bruce was quiet. I glared into nothing.

"You know Bruce, Jon tells me that when he found Damian, Damian was walking in the freezing and pouring rain, no coat, about to let himself get hit by a car. If Jon hadn't been there, Damian might not be with us today." I exclaimed angrily.

"Clark I-I I didn't know!"

I snorted. "Oh well that's a first! The Great Batman doesn't know something!" I mocked sarcastically.

"How about a bit more than a month ago when Damian pushed himself to reach out Dick who he thought would be the most chilled, only to be rejected once again. So it may not be completely your fault Bruce, but I am absolutely livid with you and your sons." I balled my free hand into a fist.

"Clark I... I don't know what to say, can I talk to him?" Bruce sounded defeated.

"No. No you cannot. But I will take a message and if I find it fitting, I will let Damian know." I said firmly.

"Fine then. If you're going to be stubborn, ask Damian if he'd want to come join us for dinner tonight so we can apologize." Bruce said. I pursed my lips.

"I'll let you know. Goodbye Bruce."

"Clark wait-!" I ended the call before I could here any other crap and slipped my phone in my pocket. I headed outside where Jon and Damian were playing fetch with Krypto.

"Damian it's my turn to throw the ball!"

"No it's mine! Besides last time you threw it, you got it stuck in a tree!"

"Krypto still got it."

"Doesn't matter, I'm throwing."

"You're so mean!"

"No I'm not beloved."

"Hey boys." I cut into their conversation as Damian threw the ball for Krypto to go retrieve. Krypto barked and raced after it.

"Oh hey dad!"

"Hello Mr Kent."

"Please Damian, call me Clark." I shoved a hand in my pocket. "Damian, Bruce has asked if you'd want to go over to the manor tonight for a dinner so everyone can apologize."