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"Greetings Grayson." Damian said before taking a sip of his punch.

"That's not the spiked one is it?" Dick asked. Damian rolled his eyes.

"Of course not. I have no intention of getting drunk." He said.

"You say that now..." Dick trailed off with a smirk. Damian glared.

"Father would kill me." Damian said.

"Fair enough."

Damian tried walking away but Dick stopped him. "So little D, anyone you fancy?" He teased, wiggling his eyebrows.

"No, why ask such a thing?" Damian quipped. Dick shrugged.

"I dunno... holiday season... loves in the air..."

"I thought it was Christmas, not Valentine's Day." Damian said. Dick sighed. His baby brother was a little hopeless sometimes.

"Christmas is like, the second most romantic holiday, or something." Dick said.

"Well I don't fancy anyone." Damian said. Dick raised an eyebrow.

"Likely story, hey M'Gann! C'mere!" He called. The Martian flew over after excusing herself from a conversation with Diana.

"Hello Dick! And hello Damian!" She greeted.

"Greetings." Damian said before sipping his drink again.

Dick winked at M'Gann who quickly got the signal.

"So Dami, what do you think about Jon?" Dick asked. Damian looked confused and slightly irritated.

"He's an unavoidable irritation, much like yourself Grayson." Damian responded a little too quickly.

"Aw c'mon you don't think that! I've seen the way you look at him Damian..." Dick teased.

Damian was fighting back blush and avoiding his brother's eyes. "Like what? Like I'm going to murder him?"

"No..." Dick grinned. "You liiike him~!" He teased.

"What? That is absurd! No! Jon? No!" Damian exclaimed frantically. M'Gann quickly touched his arm and entered his mind.

She did indeed find evidence of the youngest feelings towards the superboy.

"He does like him Dick!" M'Gann reported.

"I knew it!"

"What the hell? That was absolutely uncivilized! Those are my personal thoughts!" Damian exclaimed, red in the face.

"Thanks M'Gann!" Dick said. The Martian smiled and wandered off.

"I fucking hate you Grayson!" Damian hissed. Dick smirked at the younger's still red face.

"No you don't!"

~Time Skip~

Damian's pov

Earlier was way too close. Grayson nearly found out about my relationship with Jon. We've been together for months now, having told neither of our families.