Unexpected, yet wonderous ~~ DamiJon

Damian POV:

The breeze was lovely today, calmly blowing down the path Jon and I walked upon. The park was a good suggestion to head to, away from people calling me little. It was also just a very relaxing place to come and rest.

Jon stays close to me, our shoulders only around an inch apart. I have to admit, I felt safer when I was close to him. Usually I wouldn't go out in public, for fear of the press and the fact that I didn't have my gear to defend myself, even if I am a skilled fighter on the flipside.

Jon's close presence just made me feel... So much more safe.

Jon and I tended to take days like this, one's where we would forget the hero stuff and just be teenagers. Still however none of the times over the years that we have taken these days in Metropolis had I ever been to the park.

I wasn't confident in admitting it to Jon, he'd probably start giving me a tour of the place and telling me each singular species of grass. Then again, I was never opposed to hearing his voice speak to me.

In my following dillema Jon halts in his tracks and I stop with him. His eyes light up and he jogs over to the pond where an old lady is feeding the ducks. I stand back and watch as Jon asks if he could feed the ducks a little bit as well.

The lady obliges and let's Jon sit for a moment and feed the ducks. He seems to be comfortable when he's doing a nice thing. It's warming to see. Jon stands back up and says thank you to the old lady before running back toward me.

"Have fun with the ducks?" I remark as he returns to my side
"Yeah, they're cute" he states his eyes still on the ducks
"Not as much as you" I say on instinct and start to walk away. Jon is frozen solid, his face bright red.

"D-Dami, did you just-" he starts
"Yes, I said you were cute, can I not state facts?" I ask, I only called him cute, isn't that normal?
"Y-Yes, state facts all you want-" he continues to stutter
"Right then, catch up Haystack or I'm going to find a place to relax by myself" I gesture for him to hurry up, he shakes himself out of whatever had held him there in the first place.

Jon catches up quickly to no surprise and we continue on our way, no idea where we're going or what we want to do.

Jon POV:

I didn't imagine that did I? He called me cute, out loud... Cute, I'm cute? That's good, he thinks I'm cute, but should I be cute? What is cute to him? Did he mean it like that or does he find me cute like a little kid or something?

These questions run through my mind before I realise Damian and I are walking in silence. Not wanting to screw all this up, I decide to start conversation. Come on Jon, be cool, be natural.

"So... Nice weather hey?"

Damnit.

"Yes actually, far better than Gotham, this weather is far more reassuring, it's always raining at home" he says... Wait... Did I just successfully start a conversation with my crush... About the weather!?!?

"Probably doesn't help that you only really go out at night" I remark with a smirk
"I'm nocturnal, so what?" he replies with his own smirk which gets me to laugh.

Damian slows down and I follow suit, he seems to be preparing to tell me something, I heard the sigh that signifies that he's about to tell me something. Yeah, I can identify his reactions based on his sighs, I'm not obsessed at all.

"Hey, something you wanna say?" I ask and he nods
"So as you know, I'm homeschooled" he says, I nod my head signalling him to continue
"Basically, father thinks that I need to talk to more kids around my age, he wants me to go to a school. In retaliation I mentioned that I don't need social interaction outside of the family or that cause I already have you... And he used that to tell me... He's sending me to your school" he presses his fingers to his temples.

OK so, a bit to unpack there. First, HECK YEAH, DAMIAN IS COMING TO MY SCHOOL. Second, oh crud Damian is coming to my school... How in the world and stars above am I meant to keep my crush on him secret? I already have enough of a hard time as it is.

I could vent out the pent up energy a bit by telling someone but that would mean that they might tell someone else. I can't trust anyone with this information.

Although I could tell my parents, they wouldn't tell anyone right? But Dad was raised with some very Catholic beliefs... I now realise that I don't know where my father stands on this type of love. Can I trust my Dad to react well? Gosh, so many thoughts running through my head.

"Dude that's great!" I say with a big smile on my face to which he throws me a look
"It's just... It'll be really unusual being around so many people my age, I only know what high school is like from those movies that we've watched" he explains and I throw my arm around his shoulders
"My friend, you need not worry, for I shall guide you through this troubling time" I say overdramatically
"And I instantly regret my life decisions" he remarks
"Hey! I'm not joking, I'll show you the ropes" I explain properly
"Says the one failing maths" he smirks and I can't help but smile at this.

"OK OK but seriously, if you want help getting used to school, just ask" I have a big smile plastered on my face
"Wouldn't even think about anyone else boy scout" he smirks and taps the end of my nose with a finger, "Now come on, we have a walk to finish up" he says and struts down the path, I stay frozen for a few more moments before following behind him.

The rest of our time out was relaxing but sadly he had to leave when it got to the mid-afternoon. Alfred came along to pick him up after he packed the Robin outfit completely.

The last thing I saw of Damian was him about to drive off, but giving me a wave, "See you soon Kent!" he calls and I wave and say goodbye myself. Its then that the car drives away, on it's way to Gotham city, home of the Batman... And the boy I've fallen in love with.

I walk up the stairs and my Dad is the only one home, I walk into the apartment to see him doing the dishes... Should I tell him?

I can't say it now, can I? Can I really just walk up to my father and casually say I'm not straight? No, no way... But... If he's accepting... I would feel so much better.

OK, I need to tell him. I know how I feel on Damian and nothing will change my mind. I wait until he's finished the dishes and I approach my father.

"Hey Dad? I need to talk to you... We might have to sit down for this" I state and look to the side, my Dad places a hand on my shoulder
"Of course son, couch talk it is" he says and we make our way to the sofa in the living room.

OK so, for a bit of context, whenever I needed to talk to my dad for support, we always sat on this couch. This couch is the couch I've sat on with my father countless times to sort stuff out.

A long few moments of silence commence as Dad waits for what I need to tell him, "Dad... What exactly do you think about people who aren't straight? I know you have a very religious upbringing but I just wanted to know" I ask him, he sits back on the couch
"I think that they're human, they have the right to love whoever they want to love, and about my religious background, the main lessons and values I was taught was to just be kind and do the right thing" he explains to me
"That and... What type of hero would I be if I went around saying things like 'oh I can't help you cause you're gay'... The answer is none, I'd be a coward and a problem, Superman is a hero to all" he continues
"So in conclusion, they have the right to love whoever they want to love, and when they need my protection, they will have it" he finishes, I didn't even notice the tear in my eye before I instinctively wiped it away.

"That-That's really good to know Dad" I stutter out
"Now my question, why exactly did you want to know?" he asks and I realise... I'm here... I need to tell him now otherwise this conversation has been meaningless.

"I wanted to know because... I like a boy" I say and look Dad in the eye
"Wayne?" he proposes and I stand in a look of shock
"How did you kno-" I start
"Your social circle isn't very large Jon, now sit back down" he says and I plop myself back on the couch
"So now you know... I'm in love with Damian Wayne" I state
"If you ever need my help, just tell me what to do" he says with a smile
"Thank you Dad" I hug him
"Anything for my son" he hugs back.

Heyo, so Jon came out to his dad, and his dad accepted him... Nice

Anyway I hope you enjoyed this chapter and I'll see you next time!

Sincerely
StormBoy1