???JonDami Oneshots???

Thanks to a_pansexual_person for the help once again, you are amazing!!

Part three and more angst coming soon. **laughs evilly**

3rd person pov

"I'll get you something warmer to drink okay? Go on and take a shower." Jon whispered as he snuck inside his house, a shivering Damian in his arms. He helped the other go up the stairs to the bathroom.

"I'll be back with clean clothes." Jon said. Damian nodded before softly kissing Jon's cheek. Jon smiled lightly before the closing the door for Damian. He heard the shower start running and hoped it wouldn't wake up his parents.

He began looking through Damian's bag. Everything was soaking wet except for a pair of boxers. Jon sighed.

He snuck to his room where he dug around for something comfortable and fitting for Damian. In the end he came up with a large T-shirt and some soft shorts. 

He gathered Damian's clothes from the bag and threw them in the washer before going back upstairs to the bathroom.

He knocked softly before entering. Jon kept his eyes away from the shower out of respect, setting down the dry make-shift pjs and the boxers on the counter. He gathered Damian's wet clothes and left once again.

He threw the wet clothes into the dryer with the other wet clothes and set it going.

He made his way to the kitchen where he started making a sandwich and a hot tea for Damian.

He heard the stairs creak as they usually did when his father walked down. Jon froze.

"Jonathan Kent, what on earth are you doing? It's nearly four in the morning." Clark asked.

"Dad I can explain."

"Well you better get to it before I get your mother down here." Clark threatened. Jon swallowed.

"Damian called me a little while ago. He wasn't answering any of my questions and I heard cars going by. Turns out he had been sitting out in a thunder storm for less than an hour before I went to get him. He was soaked and absolutely frozen." Jon said. Clark concluded that's why the shower had been running.

"Why was he out there in the first place?" Clark asked. Jon sucked a deep breath in, fixing his glasses.

"From my understanding, Damian got into a fight with his dad. A lot of hurtful things were exchanged. He was crying so I couldn't completely understand him, but he said something about Bruce not wanting him and threatening to disown him." Jon explained. Clark's face flushed in anger before muttering something inaudibly.

He was about to say something when Damian walked in. He looked adorable in Jon's t-shirt, it was so big it covered the shorts.

Damian saw Clark and looked a little frightened.

"My apologies for intruding at such an hour with no notice Mr Kent. I just need this one night and then I can be on my way I promise." Damian said softly. His voice sounded scratchy and tired.