???JonDami Oneshots???

I love the picture ^^ so cute!!!

▪️◻️◻️Both boys are 16◻️◻️▪️

3rd person pov

"Dames, c'mon time to go to sleep." Jon said from where he laid on the bed. He set his book off to the side and placed his glasses on top so they'd be easy to find in the morning.

"One minute beloved..." Damian mumbled half heartedly. He was focused solely on his work as he had been for the past two hours.

"Damian is two am. Bed." Jon said a little more sternly, as he began standing.

Damian grumbled a response, continuing to type away. Jon walked over and shut the computer.

"What the hell Jon?" Damian exclaimed frustrated.

"Enough." Jon picked up his boyfriend carrying him bridal style to the bed. Damian squirmed around to try and get back to his work.

"Let me go you overgrown alien baby!" Damian exclaimed before he was tossed onto the bed like he weighed nothing. Jon got down on the bed with him. Damian shot up and tackled Jon down.

"Ack! Get off!" Jon exclaimed as the two began lightly fighting. He flipped them over but Damian somehow wormed out of his grip.

They were rolling around on the bed, trying to get on top of the other. Soft, barely noticeable punches and kicks were used.

Damian accidentally tugged a little too hard on Jon's hair who yelped in response and pinched Damian's thigh in response.

"Hey!" Damian exclaimed, batting Jon's hand away. Jon lost his balance and Damian was able to get on top of him, straddling his taller boyfriend's waist. Jon pulled Damian down and rolled over, successfully pinning him to the bed.

Jon decided to tease and went for Damian's sides, beginning to tickle him. Damian sucked in a sharp breath in attempt to suppress his laughter.

He kept Damian's wrists pinned above his head and began furiously tickling the smaller. Damian couldn't hold it in any longer and burst out laughing.

"J-Jon!" He breathed. "S-stop!" He erupted in a fit of laughter again as Jon tickled his neck. Jon was grinning like a maniac. He loved Damian's laugh and the way his face flushed pink.

"S-stop! Jon! S-st-" Damian continued laughing as Jon tickled his neck. The Arabic boy squirmed and tried pulling against Jon's grip on his wrists but was too weak from the laughter.

Jon quietly chuckled to himself.

"Y-you asshole!" Damian breathed before laughing again as Jon went back to his sides. "I-I'll k-kill you!" He yelled.

"Good luck with that!" Jon exclaimed happily, beginning to tickle Damian's ribs.

"J-Jon- we-we'll wake- everyo-" Damian laughed louder as the superboy tickled his stomach. Now he couldn't talk he was laughing so hard.

"STOP-STOP!" Damian managed out. Jon grinned and paused to let Damian catch his breath. The smaller panted, a tear slipping out of his eye. He breathed deeply and glared up at his boyfriend.

"You're such an asshole!"

"You sure you wanna say that?" Jon teased, lightly tickling Damian's sides again.

"OKAY! OKAY! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Damian exclaimed. Jon stopped. He leaned down and kissed Damian's forehead, releasing his wrists.

"I hate you." Damian shoved Jon's shoulder.

Jon supported himself on his elbows so he was close as he could be to Damian.

"You love me." He quipped before kissing the boy below him. The kiss deepened but nothing beyond that. No wandering hands, no intruding tongues, just a soft, slow kiss.

They pulled away for air before Damian wrapped his arms around Jon's neck and pulled him down again.

Jon happily let their lips crash together, enjoying the simple but passionate kisses shared.

They continued this, kissing deeply and slowly before breaking briefly for air. Damian was pressed deeply into the soft bed. He moved his arms so one hand cupped Jon's jaw and the other curled his fingers in Jon's soft, dark locks.

Damian could feel the small, still yet to fade scar on Jon's bottom lip. He shifted beneath Jon, still just slowly kissing him.

Jon took his lips from Damian's briefly and slowly trailed them down his jaw. He pressed the soft kisses to Damian's neck and throat, his loose shirt allowing Jon to get to his collar bones.

They were soft, kisses with no tongue or biting. Some were open mouth kisses but remained soft otherwise.

One of Jon's hands, balled up Damian's pj shirt and pushed it upwards so he could kiss the exposed part of his chest down his stomach. Jon trailed the kisses up Damian's sides and down his shoulders before the bedding stopped him from going further.

His lips found their way back up to Damian's who shivered. He loved Jon's soft kisses. They were so lovely and comforting to him.

After what felt like hours but wasn't, the two parted finally and both panted, foreheads presses together.

Damian lightly tilted his head up to press the softest kiss to Jon's bottom lip before letting his head sink back into the bed.

"Time for bed my lovely?" Jon asked quietly, voice slightly raspy. Damian nodded and closed his eyes. He let Jon move his body like a rag doll until he was safely tucked under the covers in Jon's arms.

Jon closed his eyes and let his breathing fall slower. No other words were exchanged, but the love was evident in the way they held each other and the kissing session they'd just had.

They both fell asleep, lulled by the other's soft breathing.

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I love this fluffy night sort of setting. It's the cutest!

What are your guys favourite JonDami headcanons? Comment and I'll respond with my own!