???JonDami Oneshots???

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I bent to to Damian's height, resting my hands on my knees. "Of course I'll play with you. What do you want to do?"

Damian shrugged over dramatically. "I dunno. You figure it out." He 'ordered'.

"Okay, well we could play a board game-"

"Boring!"

"Cards?"

"Boring!"

"Watch a movie?"

"Boring!"

"Play a video game?" I offered. Damian hesitated as if to think.

"Okay, but Tim took all the games to his room." Damian whined. I smiled.

"I'll go get them." I said. "I'll be right back." I turned around to exit the room when Damian grabbed me from behind.

I yelped as he pulled me backwards. I landed on the bed, sprawled out on my back. Damian crawled over top of me, sitting on my stomach. I blushed.

"Damian-"

"I don't want you to leave meeeeeee!" He cried.

"Aw, Dami, I'm just going to get the video games- mmh!" Damian covered my mouth with his hand.

"Nooooooo! I wanna go with you!" He wailed.

I gently gripped Damian's wrist, pulling his hand from my mouth.

"But you can't Damian. You're leg is still healing. You broke it remember?" I said. Damian huffed.

"I 'member!" He stuck his tongue out at me.

"See? You can't. I'll be just a minute." I said, trying to push the smaller off me.

"Take me with you!" Damian said excitedly. I sighed.

"Okay fine, but get off me!" Damian shrugged and literally rolled off me. I stood up and straightened my shirt.

"How do you want me to carry you?" I asked. Damian was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at me.

Damian stretched his arms towards me, making grabby hands. I raised an eyebrow.

"You want me to pick you up?" I asked. Damian nodded in confirmation. I sighed. It's not like I can't do it, it's just kinda weird, I guess? Nevertheless I bent forward, picking Damian up.

He giggled, wrapping his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck.

I blushed as I held up the backs of his thighs to support him.

"Onward!" Damian shouted. I rolled my eyes and began walking towards Tim's room.

Man his brothers would get a kick out of this. I thought. I kicked open Tim's door and was greeted by a very messy room. I frowned slightly.

"Here we are. I'm gonna set you down on the bed." I felt like I was talking to a baby.

" 'Kay." Damian answered as I set him down. He let go of me surprisingly. I'd thought he'd latch onto me in a teasing manor.

"What game Damian?" I asked as I shifted through the pile of video game DVDs on the dresser.

"Uhhh... the racing one." He said. I picked up Mario Cart.

"What's the magic word?" I asked mockingly.

"F*ck?" Damian cocked his head to the side.

"No Damian!" I exclaimed. Damian smirked.

"Sorry, I meant please." He said mischievously. I gave him a small scowl before passing him the game.

"Hold this whole I carry you back okay?" Damian nodded. He flopped backwards on the bed. I pinched the bridge of my nose.

"Damian I can't pick you up. C'mon." I whined. Damian stuck his tongue out at me. I sighed and walked over, sliding my arms under his body. I picked him up bridal style.

"Alright Princess Damian. Back to your room." I carried him back to his room and set him on the bed without him squirming in my grip.

"Here." I passed him the controllers in exchange for the DVD. I set up the TV and sat on the edge of Damian's bed beside him, facing the TV.

"Ready to play Dami?" I asked. Damian nodded. I clicked the start button with my controller and we started the game.

~Time Skip~

"Stop winning!" Damian whined. I chuckled.

"Well then step up your game." I retorted. Damian bit his lip.

"You're so mean Jon!" He cried. I did a double take upon seeing actual tears rolling down his cheeks. I immediately set down my controller and held his hands in mine.

"Oh no Damian! No don't cry! It's okay!" I panicked as he started full on crying. "You did well, you just broke one of your fingers remember? So you can't play properly." I lied in attempt to make him feel better.

The delusional vigilante sniffed. "Y-yeah okay..." he whispered.

"Sorry Dami, What can I do to make it better?" I asked.

"Gimme a kiss!" Damian ordered. I felt my face heat up.

"A-a kiss? Are you sure? You don't want ice cream or...?" I trailed off Damian shook his head.

"Why on earth do you want a kiss?"

"Cause I love you Jon!" Damian shouted. I opened my mouth then closed it, unaware of what to say.

"I've liked you for a looooooooooong time but I was scared you would think I was weird and not wanna be my friend anymore." Damian pouted. He glanced at me while I was saying anything. He starting tearing up again.

"No you're mad! Awe no!" He cried. I blinked a few times before I found my voice. Hey it's not everyday your crush likes you back.

"N-no I'm not mad, just surprised! Please don't cry!" I exclaimed. Damian sniffed.

"Only if you give me a kiss. Right here and here." He tapped his cheek then his lips.

I swallowed. "O-okay." I cupped his cheek, planting a soft kiss in it. I hesitated before quickly brushing my lips against the smaller's in a chaste kiss.

I pulled back to see Damian blushing.

"Thanks beloved!" He said with a smile, quickly kissing me on the lips.

I cleared my throat. "On that note, time for bed."