???JonDami Oneshots???

?Stay Away From Him Part 1?

"Hey!" I shouted, grabbing her wrists.

"You will end this with him Damian." She said, clenching my shirt.

"No I will not!" I quipped.

"Ignorant! Do you not care for years of traditions? How will-!"

"I don't want to hear it Mother! I will not be continuing on the League and not will I have a female lover. I don't like girls! I love Jon!" I shouted.

Her eyes became fiery.

"Father!" I shouted in alarm.

"Then Damian you leave me with no choice," She tightened her grip. "I will kill him."

I froze. The seriousness in her voice indicated she would most definitely try. And there was a high chance she would succeed.

She released me and disappeared just as Father ran in.

"Damian!" He exclaimed, rushing over to me.

"Did she hurt you? She didn't drug you did she? Or chip you?" He asked frantically.

"Father..." I started. "She said she'll kill Jon." I whispered.

"She did?" He asked. I nodded. "She asked me if he'd lived and I'd said yes and told her I was dating him. She lost it and threatened to kill him. And knowing her she'll try, and she might succeed." I explained.

Father pursed his lips.

"I'll contact Clark. Maybe they should come stay here so they can protect each other as well as have our protection. There's no doubt she'll go after Clark and Lois to get to Jon." Father said. I nodded.

"Come on Damian we have some phone calls to make."

~Time Skip~

I waited anxiously for Jon's arrival. Once we'd told Clark, he'd immediately agreed to staying at the manor.

They were to be here any minute. I feared Mother had already gotten Jon somehow. I panicked and tried to remember when I'd kissed him last.

"Damian, calm down. They'll be here any second." Father said. I glanced at him briefly before staring at the floor like I had been.

There was a knock at the door. I shot up from where I sat and raced over. I glanced at Father for the okay. He nodded and I opened the door.

"Hey Dam-!" I threw my arms around Jon's neck, pulling him into a tight embrace. "-ian..." He finished.

He dropped his bags and hugged back. Lois and Clark entered the manor to be greeted by Father.

"Damian, you're hurting my neck." Jon muffled into my shoulder.

"My apologies beloved." I said, loosening my grip.

"Damian, take Jon up to your room and help him settle in. I'll take Lois and Clark to theirs in a minute." Father instructed. I nodded.

"Come beloved." I said, picking up one of Jon's bags. He picked up his other two and followed me up the stairs.

We entered my room and I set his bag down on my bed.