《Jondami week 2019 {Damijon!} ~One-shots~》Day 5: Our First Date(?)
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"Mmmn...." Jon hummed, rocking back forth in his seat, patting his red sneakers on the dirt path of the park, waiting impatiently for his best friend. "Where is he?" He said, letting out a sigh, lowering his gaze to look at his watch. "Damian was 2 minutes late. Damian's never late." Jon thought to himself
"Right here, Kent." An all too familiar voice called out, shaking Jon from his thoughts.
"Dami!" Jon called out, rising to his feet and lunging at the boy.
"Wait, Kent don'-" but it was too late, just had already wrapped his older but shorter friend in a warm embrace, almost immediatelt feeling something get squished between them. Jon let go.
"Well." Damian began, letting out an exasperated sigh. "That's 3 hours of work I'll never get back." Damian said, the once confident smirk that graced his face now gone as he stared down at the crushed box.
"Haha.. whoops?" Jon said, rubbing his nape and smiling awkwardly. "What's.. what's in the box?" Jon said with a nervous giggle.
"TT. Well, it was a chocolate cake." Damian said before letting out a sigh.
"Oooh! Cake!" Jon beamed, a wide smile on his lips before he paused.
"Wait, its not my birthday till.." Jon paused and began counting on his fingers, looking up in thought. "6 months!" Jon exclaimed. "What's the occasion?" Jon asked.
Damian simply shrugged, before his eyes rose to meet Jon's. Steely emeralds meeting soothing sapphires. Jon felt the faintest hint of a blush creep onto his face, his breath getting caught in his throat. He couldn't understand why... he and Damian have locked eyes before.. but today.. Damian seemed different. His eyes felt different, not cold nor unfeeling but... softer.. warmer.. more.. endearing.
"No matter," Damian began, what one could only hope was a smile rested on his face, before he turned around. His shoes hitting the grassy soil of the park.
"Wait, dami! Where are you going?" Jon called out, catching up to his best friend.
"Follow, Kent. We're going to eat the cake-" Damian's voice paused before he looked down at the mashed up mess in the box he was carrying "or at least what's left of it."
Damian led Jon to a secluded part of the park, the boys passing through an uphill tree arch which dimmed the sunlight, fire flies flying around them creating an almost breath taking display that Damian may or may not have had to bribe Poison Ivy and Zatanna to create.
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Damian paused, to take in the scenery. Content with his handiwork, looking over his shoulder to see what ever impossibly adorable reaction Jon be having.
"Ughh... Damian.. are we almost there? My feet hurt." Jon complained, letting out a groan.
Not exactly the reaction Damian had in mind.. but still cute nonetheless.
"TT. Not much further, hayseed." Damian smirked. "What? You want me to carry you?" Damian said, jokingly.
"As a matter of fact.." Jon's voice trailed off, playing along before he felt his feet being swept up under him.
"Woahhhh!" Jon said, taken by surprise. Damian had lifted him off his feet, one hand under the boy's knees and the other at his torso pulling him in close, miraculously still balancing the cake box.
"D-d-dami..?" Jon asked, his voice shakey. He never expected Damian to actually do it. He looked up at Damian, a questioning look on his face, a tinge of pink on his cheeks.
"What?" Damian asked as if it were the most obvious thing in the world, looking down at the half-kryptonian. Making the boy feel like anything but invulnerable.
Jon opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out as their eyes met once more. He immediately averted his gaze and could swear he felt Damian chuckle.
Jon never thought he'd find himself in such a situation.. being carried in the arms of his best friend, bridal style. It'd be humiliating for anyone else.. but for Jon? Feeling Damian this close.. being held this way..? He felt safe.. he felt at home... he didn't want it to end.
"Ouuuchhhh!" Jon complained, as Damian dropped him.
"We're here." Damian said bluntly, bending to one knee and placing the cake down gently.
"Dami..! Why'd you-" Jon said, rising to his feet before seeing what Damian presumably had set up.
The boys were on a hill overlooking the rest of the park, with a single tree near the edge, un-lit lanterns resting from its branches. 3 bowls of still-hot noodles from one of the fancy chinese restaurants, 2 cold grape sodas, and a bowl of cheesy nachos rested on a picnic blanket, the basket at its side all under the shade of the tree.
"Are you going to join me, or are you just going to stand there and gawk?" Damian called out, sitting down, resting his back against the tree, watching as the began to set.
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"D-dami what is all this?" Jon asked, walking over to Damian. His red sneakers hitting the grass.
"What? Don't like it?" Damian asked, taking a can of soda, the iconic fizz sound escaping the can as he opened it.
"No.. its not that its just- euah!!" Jon was cut off, by Damian grabbing onto his and and pulling him down so he's resting his head on Damian's lap.
"So just sit down already." Damian said bluntly, not looking down at Jon, just mindlessly sipping the soda.
Jon opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out, he had no idea why Damian was acting so weird today.. but honestly? He didn't want him to stop.
"Like the view?" Damian asked, just as Jon realized he was staring at his face.
"W-what?!" Jon sat up immediately, a his cheeks flushed red.
"TT. The sunset, Kent." Damian said, looking at Jon with a quizzical look.
"Ohhhh.. yeah yeah.. totally." Jon said, a giggle escaping his lips.
Damian smiled "good." He said, patting his lap, inviting Jon to lay back down, when Jon didn't react Damian rolled his eyes and pulled Jon back down.
Jon tensed up for a moment before relaxing, he felt Damian begin to stroke his hair, running his slim fingers through it. His other arm pulling Jon in close. Jon had no idea what Damian was doing.. but honestly he didn't want him to stop. He didn't think this moment could get any better until his eyes caught a noodle dangling over his face. He was wrong, it could get better.
"Ah?" Damian asked.
"Ah..?" Jon asked back, before damian lowered the noodle into his mouth.
"Ahg- mmmn!" Jon hummed as he chewed the noodle, surprised by how good it was.
"Hehe.. glad you like it" Damian said, watching Jon eat before their eyes met. This time it was Damian's turn to blush.
"What?" Jon asked, raising a brow just as he swallowed.
"TT. Nothing" damian played it off, looking away. Lowering a few more noodles from his chopsticks to Jon's mouth, hoping they'd distract him enough to not notice the painfully obvious blush on his cheeks.
Jon shrugged and kept eating.
"Mmnch Dami?" Jon asked Damian, who was getting some noodles from the second box.
"Yeah?" He asked, not pausing.
"Its getting kinda dark.. should we-" and as if on cue, the lanterns turned on around them.
"Oh, huh?" Jon looked around them, sitting up.
"Full?" Damian asked.
"Mhm" jon replied.
"Alright then." Damian said wrapping an arm around him and bringing him in close so Jon's resting his cheek on Damian's shoulder.
"Dami..?" Jon asked, his blush darkening.
"What?" Damian asked bluntly as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Jon opened his mouth to speak when something caught his eye. "Dami! Look!" Jon said outloud, pointing at the meteor shower that was currently happening.
Damian smirked. "Right on cue." He thought to himself as he tightened his hug on Jon, nuzzling into the boy's messy hair.
The song Just for a moment by gryffin started to play, only playing into the romantic vibe.
"Wow.." Jon looked up in awe. "Its... amazing"
"Yeah.." Damian said, his eyes resting on the boy beside him. Watching as the wind danced between his messy hair, the flicker in his eyes as he watched the meteor shower. "Breath taking." He blushed.
A few moments of comfortable silence passed when Jon finally decided to ask.
"Hey dami?" He asked, looking up at the boy.
"Was today uhm... a you know..?" Jon's voice trailed off.
"A what?" Damian asked.
"A.. you know a-" Jon's voice was cut off by Damian's lips meeting his own. He was taken a back for a few seconds before he began melting into the kiss, feeling his almost invulnerable body turn to jelly.
Damian pulled back, breaking their kiss. A chuckle escaping his lips. Both boys blushing hard
"Does that answer your question?" Damian asked, a smirk on his lips
"Y-yeah.." Jon blushed, smiling.
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