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❤️Are you scared?❤️

Requested by @Carolilly_Firegirl

▪️◻️◻️Both boys are 13◻️◻️▪️

Jon's pov

"So what movie are we going to watch?" I asked as I plopped down on one of the couches in the movie room. Damian set down our drinks before he himself sat down beside me.

"It." He said, turning on the TV. I felt my blood run cold.

"You mean like the h-horror movie...?" I asked. Damian hummed.

"Yes." He glanced at me and smirked. "Scared Kent?" He teased. I glared and faced forward.

"Of course not!" I chuckled nervously, taking hold of my drink.

"Good." Was all Damian responded with. With a few more clicks of the remote, he turned on the movie.

We sat in silence as it began. I nervously continued sipping my drink, biting the straw out of a habit and tensing my body up as I prepared for a jump scare.

The first jumps are came as Pennywise jumped out and attacked Georgie.

I covered my eyes out of freight, my ears continuing to endure the gruesome sounds that came from the screen.

"Are you scared already? That's not even the worst of it." Damian said. I quickly retracted my hands from my eyes.

"No I just, had something in my eye." I lied. Damian raised an eyebrow.

"Right..." He dropped the subject and began eating the popcorn. I couldn't eat anything because my stomach was doing somersaults.

We continued watching the movie and with each jump scare I managed to contain my frightened shrieks and not cling onto Damian, who didn't even seem fazed by anything in the movie. Which wasn't very surprising for him.

~Time Skip~

"That was boring." Damian said as he flicked the lights on. I sat in my chair shaking.

"Kent." He snapped. "You're curled up and shaking." I looked over to him. "Did the movie scare you?" He asked with his hands on his hips, a smug smirk threatening to breakout on his lips.

"No way, I'm just cold." I lied again.

"Okay then." Damian shrugged it off. He began collecting our popcorn bowls and drinks.

"Chop chop haystack, we need to go to bed or my father will not be pleased." He said beginning to exit the room.

I scrambled out of my seat and caught up with him, practically walking on his heels.

I glanced around the dark manor nervously, sticking as close to Damian as I could, not noticing that we entered the kitchen.

I walked into Damian's back as he stopped at the counter.

"Sorry!" I exclaimed.

"Ow! Idiot!" Damian exclaimed.

"I said sorry!" I replied. Damian scoffed and placed the dishes in the dishwasher.