◾◻❤JonDami Oneshots❤◻◾

❤️ They Know Now ❤️

Requested by a_pansexual_person

▪️◻️◻️Both boys are 16◻️◻️▪️

3rd person pov

"Robin behind you!" Superboy called. Too late. Robin jerked gruesomely.

His hands dropped his katana and flew to the wound in his stomach. Blood was sleeping through his shaking hands as he tried applying pressure.

The same blood leaked from his lips as he coughed.

"ROBIN!" Superboy shouted. He sped over to his lover, catching him before he fell.

"Robin! Robin oh god!" Jon panicked. Damian was wincing and shaking in his arms.

"J-Jon..." The smaller whispered.

"Hang on love, I'll get you to safety." Jon assured him. Damian curled up in Jon's arms as the taller completely abandoned the mission they were on with some other heroes.

"Superboy! Bring him back to the cave!" Nightwing ordered. Jon nodded.

"Got it." He began flying in the direction of Wayne Manor, aka the Batcave.

"Raven! Go and try to help heal Robin!" Nightwing added. Raven nodded and began to fly after Superboy. She purposely flew a little ways behind the two to give them privacy. She was suspicious that they were together.

"Hang on Dami, hang on." Jon whispered to his lover.

"J-J-on," Damian whispered.

"Shhh Dami save your breath we're almost there!" Jon said, cutting the other off.

Damian obeyed, pain taking over all his senses as well as panic. Not again. He didn't want to die again. Not again.

Damian felt himself on the brink of passing out when Jon started yelling.

"ALFRED? BATMAN! SOMEONE HELP!" He shouted as loud as he could as he flew into the cave.

Raven flew in after him.

"Jon lay him down, I'll see what I can do for him." Raven said, trying to keep her time calm.

Jon nodded. He carefully, as if he was made of the most fragile glass, laid Damian down on a bed in the med wing.

Damian whimpered in pain, clutching Jon's arm tightly.

Jon removed the smaller's domino mask and caressed his cheek, whispering softly to the other.

Raven did her best to block out all sounds and focused her energy on healing Damian.

She extended her hands over his bleeding stomach and closed her eyes.

"Master Jon! We're here!" Alfred said running in. Raven tried to let no one break her concentration.

"Damian! Damian!" Bruce shouted as he ran in behind the old butler.

"Damian's been badly injured!" Nightwing called as he and the other heroes ran in, having completed the mission.

"What happened?" Alfred asked as he began hooking Damian up to a few machines.

Bruce helped prepare the medical supplies as Tim ran in.

"Is anyone else hurt?" He asked. Dick shook his head.

"Just a few scratches."

"J-Jon..." Damian whispered. Everyone's eyes turned as they heard Damian speak.

"P-please... n-not again... I don't wanna d-die again... d-don't let m-me d-die again... p-please...!" Damian cried softly, tears leaking out of his eyes.

Jon pressed a kiss to his forehead. Everyone stared in complete confusion except for Alfred and Raven.

"Sweetheart I won't let you die, I promise, you won't die, it's okay..." Jon responded.

"Did I just hear him call Damian...?" Tim asked.

"Sweetheart? I heard it too." Dick responded.

"Everyone out!" Alfred exclaimed. "Everyone except Miss Raven, Master Bruce, Master Timothy and Master Jon." He shooed everyone out.

As Alfred, Bruce and Tim helped work on Damian, Raven could feel her energy beginning to help heal Damian, little by little.

Jon was now kneeling beside the bed, caressing Damian's cheek, holding his hand and whispering sweet nothings, occasionally pressing kisses to his face.

His eyes were closed and his heart was pounding with fear. But he had to be strong, hold back tears and be strong for Damian.

~Time Skip~

"He'll be alright." Bruce said once he finished running a few tests.

Jon breathed a sigh of relief, still, but now standing, as he caressed Damian's cheek.

Damian had passed out a little while ago which was the best for the situation.

"Oh thank god." Jon whispered.

He pulled up a chair and sat down, at Damian's side, holding his hand and resting his head on the bed.

"So... Jon... when did, that, start?" Tim asked, motioning to Jon and Damian when he said 'that'.

"Almost a year ago." Jon replied.

"A year?" Bruce asked, bewildered. Jon nodded.

"Yeah... I asked him out." He said with a smile.

"Did you guys tell anyone?" Bruce asked. Jon shook his head.

"No. Some people got suspicious, like Raven for example," Raven nodded silently. "And someone else who just knows, figured it out." Jon looked to Alfred who smiled softly.

"Why didn't you tell me Alfred?" Bruce asked.

"It was not my place. Master Damian would tell you when he was ready. Although it seems that did not happen." The old butler said.

Jon hummed before averting his attention back to Damian.

Slowly, his eyes began closing, until he'd fallen asleep beside Damian.

And when the two woke up, they'd be surprised -especially Damian- when everyone knew what was going on.

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Once again I'm not feeling very much inspiration sadly. My apologies if the chapters are shitty or not what you wanted.

Also; Christmas oneshot ideas?? Smut, fluff, angst, AUs, anything works.