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This oneshot contains OCs for the plot

~Underaged drinking~

◾◻◻ Both boys are 18◻◻◾

3rd person pov

Jon ran around the massive house looking for his best friend Damian. Damn it! Why did I think it was a good idea to let Damian drink so much? The half Kryptonian raced up a flight of stairs.
Let alone allow him to go off on his own!

"Damian?" Jon called, he pushed past two girls who were kissing and stumbling into a bedroom. The raven haired male adjusted his glasses. "Crap." He muttered.

"Jon!" Someone called. Jon whirled around to be met by the host of the wild party.

"Jackson!" He exclaimed upon seeing his friend. The blonde slung an arm around Jon's shoulder, a red solo cup in his other hand.

Jon noticed his friend's lips were swollen and he was a bit roughed up.

"Just finished an intense game of seven minutes in heaven." Jackson gloated, before taking a swig of whatever was in his cup.

"Good for you, anyway, have you seen Damian?" Jon asked. Jackson stumbled and Jon steadied him.

"Oh yeah I saw him a couple minutes ago heading into a my parents bedroom with some random dude. He looked pretty wasted." Jackson chuckled at the end. Jon paled.

Jon cursed. "Look Jackson I've got to find him-"

"Hey it's all good~" The slightly shorter male slurred. "Imma go... Do somethin' I dunno what..." Having said that, Jackson stumbled off. Jon rushed in the direction of the parent's bedroom.

The poor boy was worried he'd be too late. He didn't think that Damian would drink so much, let alone try and hook up with someone. Jon couldn't let his best friend -and long time crush- be taken advantage of.

"I shouldn't have agreed to come here." Jon muttered. He could barely hear his own voice the party was so loud.

After what felt like hours but where only a few agonizing seconds, Jon reached what he knew as Jackson's parents bedroom from past visits. He hesitated with his hand on the knob.

He prayed things hadn't gone too far and Damian was still going to be decent. Either way, Jon knew he had to 'protect' Damian or Bruce would kill him.

He sucked in a breath of air and pushed the door open. He glanced in and his face warmed at the sight. Damian -who was pressed into the large bed- was aggressively kissing some random classmate.

"Oh just kill me already." Jon grumbled. "Hey!" He marched forward, grabbing the brunette that was on top of Damian. "Get off him f*ckboy." He pulled the brunette male off Damian who whined.

"Get out!" Jon shouted at the random guy. He shrugged.

"Whatever. Would've been a one night stand. Have fun with your boyfriend Kent." The jock snickered, grabbing his flannel and exiting the room. Jon clenched his fists.

"Let's go Damian. We're leaving." Jon reached for Damian's arm but Damian has other drunk ideas. He giggled as he grabbed Jon's collar, yanking the taller down on top of him.