???JonDami Oneshots???

Requested by anxietyqueen7

▪️◻️◻️Both boys are 14 ◻️◻️▪️

Jon's pov

"Thank you Mister Jon for offering to watch over Master Damian." Alfred said with a small bow.

I smiled and rubbed the back of my neck.

"Oh no need to thank me! Damian's my friend, of course I'd be willing to help him." I said. The old butler smirked.

"Friend... yes..." He murmured. I blushed.

"Anything special I should know?" I asked, changing the subject as Alfred pulled on his coat.

"Oh yes! Master Damian is on a twenty-four hour lasting pill that will make him act a little odd. Don't be alarmed. He'll just act silly and like a child. He'll say whatever comes to his mind really. Here's a list of a few other details." Alfred handed me a piece of paper and picked up his suitcase.

"That's all Mister Jon. Good luck!" And with that the practically immortal man was out the door.

I waved goodbye before closing the manor's front door. I glanced at the list.

"Guess I should go check on him." I mumbled and turned on my heel. Too lazy to walk, I jumped off the ground and flew up to the second floor to Damian's room.

It was weird having the manor so quiet. Usually at least one person was making obnoxious noise.

I opened the door to Damian's room. "Dami?" I called out.

"Jon!" A joyous voice responded. I spotted Damian sitting up in bed. He waved at me and smiled. This is so weird. I thought.

"Hiya Dami! I'll be taking care of you for a little while okay?" I explained, walking towards him. Damian frowned.

"Where's Father and my brothers?" He asked, folding his arms. It's weird hearing his call them his brothers.

"They're out right now but they'll be back in a few days. That's why I'm taking care of you." I answered.

"Okaaaaaaaaay." Damian drew out. He flung the covers off himself and started moving to get up.

"Hey, hey!" I exclaimed running forward to stop him. "You need to stay in bed." I scolded. Damian crossed his arms.

"But whyyyyyyyyy?" He whined.

"Because you were injured badly and you're healing. You can't heal if you're jumping around."

Damian groaned dramatically and flopped backwards on his pillow.

"You're no fun Jon." He pouted. I smirked.

"Hey, Alfred's orders. I know better than to disobey him. You should too." I said. Damian made a big show of rolling his eyes. "Besides there's still lots to do, even if we're limited to the bed." I added to make him happier.

"Uhg fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine." Damian whined. He sat back up again and leaned towards me.

"Will you play with me Jon? I don't wanna play alone! I'll be sad." He made a pouty face and I couldn't help but laugh.