Jon

"Good People Get Involved"

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Sons of El

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It had been far too long since Clark had spoken to Jon. The last major session of interacting the two had been engaged in had been the elder lecturing and scolding the other about breaking the ban with Damian Wayne. Clark wasn’t sure if Jon had been approached by his mother yet or not, but he wanted to leave the task of that matter to Lois. Instead, he opted that he would find something else to talk about with his son.

As Clark stepped up to the front door, he gave it a gentle rasp and cleared his throat some. “It’s me, Jon.” He said, a soft smile on his face.

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Jon looked up from his comic book, sitting up in bed. Things had been strained between him and his parents recently, but he was trying. He knew they were as well, but none of them knew where to start. 

“Hey dad,” he said. “I’ve got all my school stuff ready, don’t worry.” This week he would be starting his junior year of high school, and he was looking forward to it.

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dmianwaync‌:

There was no doubt in Damian’s mind that Jon was the only one he can see himself being like this with. He may be difficult to be around sometimes, but he genuinely cares about Jon more than other people. His lips meet his boyfriend’s again, and he just grins when they pull apart.  “It’s good to know. What did you get me? You didn’t have to get me a gift, but I am intrigued.”

“Of course I had to get you something.” He gave a small smile as he shook his head. “I was thinking about you so much, and I saw a bunch of things that reminded me of you.” He reached out into his bedside drawer to pull out a length of green fabric. It was sheer and lightweight, flowing through his fingers as he passed it over. “I got it from a planet three galaxies away. It’s really durable. Dad could rip it if he really tried, but it has enough strength to deflect bullets.”

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dmianwaync‌:

Damian’s cheeks turn a slight shade of red at that, not even that embraced. He never thought he could be such thing as sappy, but something about Jon made him want to be that way. The distance between the two of them closed. “Yeah well no one else makes me want to give them the time of day. Only you.” He says with a soft grin. “I have missed you as well.”

He knew he shouldn’t feel so happy to hear that, but he couldn’t help it. Damian was his, and Jon was Damian’s. He was the only one Jon had ever really wanted, so hearing that his boyfriend felt the same way made him lean forward to kiss him again. “Me too,” he said with a shy grin as he pulled back. “I wouldn’t trade you for the world.”

“Oh! Speaking of, I got you something while I was gone!” 

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pulitzcrwinner‌:

Lois shook her head, giving Jon a warm smile. “Why don’t you just sit down before you shake up too much dust in here?” she asked with a soft chuckle as she pulled out her various plaques and awards to go up in the small nook that was going to be her workspace. She had chosen her new apartment carefully, not just because she knew she would be doing a lot of work from home but also because she wanted to make sure to get a place where Jon could be comfortable. He was the reason she had come to Star City, anyway. “Tell me about this place. I don’t know anything here, you’ll have to teach me.”

“If you’re that worried about dust, I can clean,” he offered. His vision could pick up the microscopic layer of grime, but most humans wouldn’t have noticed it. “It’s not too bad, but I don’t want you to get sick or anything.”

“Ummm, well it’s okay. It’s really loud, and there is a lot of political tension, but that just means more to write about, yeah? But everyone is here, and I’ve met some really nice people too. Plus, they have this really cool pizza place! We should go there for lunch!”

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dmianwaync‌:

“I believe you’re incorrect because that title is yours.” Damian says in response, waiting for Jon to look back at him. “You can kiss me all you want, Jonathan. Come on then.” He encourages with a certain grin of his own as he keeps his eyes onto him.

He rolled his eyes at the other boy, even as the words embarrassed him. “I wouldn’t have taken you for such a sap,” he teased. He took the invitation to close the gap between them again, lingering. He still wasn’t used to this whole kissing thing, but he hoped he was doing okay. Eventually he pulled back, smiling. “I missed you,” he repeated. 

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dmianwaync‌:

Damian had never been that affectionate, but it took time for him to be that way with anyone. This was different though, what he feels for Jon is unlike anything he’s felt for anyone else before. He wants to be like this with his boyfriend, kissing him, being close, it was nice? He doesn’t know what that means, but he wraps an arm around Jon as he was burying his face into his shoulder. “What’s wrong?”

“You’re too cute,” he grumbled into Damian’s shoulder. It came out slightly muffled, but he was sure the other boy hears it. He stayed there for another few moments, enjoying the position. “Can I kiss you again?” he asked, his eyes hesitantly flicking up to meet his gaze. “A lot?”

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pulitzcrwinner‌:

Lois was grateful for the fact that Jon didn’t seem to resent her—at least, not outwardly—for the way she had disappeared. It wasn’t like she had thought that he would hate her, but she definitely thought that there would be more growing pains. Instead, he was just helping her move in, like it was nothing. “Just put it down anywhere for now, honey,” she called out, cutting open a box. “We’ll rearrange later.” Lois didn’t have many belongings of her own so what she did have, she was careful to pack tightly and make sure it got here safely.

Jon left it shoved off to the side, out of the way so that they could bring more stuff in. Not that his mum had a whole lot of stuff, he observed sadly. Maybe they could go shopping later. He was sure his mom would want something to spruce the place up. 

“Anything else you need me to do?” he asked, peeking his head over her shoulder to see what she was doing.

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Dust settled in the air as Jon put down another piece of furniture. “Is this good here?” he asked, turning to look back at his mom. He was so glad to have her back in town, somewhere he could see her without having to fly half way around the world. So of course he was helping her get settled here, he wanted her to feel at home in Star City. Hopefully that would make her stay.

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dmianwaync‌:

There’s a blush forming on Damian’s face, not something that happens often, but this was definitely one of those moments. He wasn’t expecting that, but he can’t deny that he enjoyed it. He grins though as he leans in, using his hand to turn Jon’s face to look at him again. “Hey, I enjoyed that.”

His face was burning, but he stayed still as Damian turned his head towards him. He looked up at his boyfriend, his breath caught in his lungs. Jon had tried his best to respect the fact that Damian wasn’t a very touchy person, and so Jon had always hesitated to initiate affection. Hearing his words left him feeling like he was floating. Which might actually be because he was, and he quickly reigned in his powers, slumping over and burying his face in Damian’s shoulder in embarrassment.

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wondergirlxoxo:

“No. I like to keep my friendship with Clark” Donna said joking and giggle with him. She frowned at his next statement. “Bruce doesn’t seem to be a patient person to explain things” she said and shrug. She nodded. “I’ll choose an orange juice. It’s too early to drink margaritas or tequilla”she joked and giggle. “So your parents are okay?”.

“Agreed,” he said with a laugh, as the waitress approached. They ordered their food quickly, and she departed again. “Yeah, they’re doing ok. I mean, things are still a little strained, but I think we will be just fine.” Maybe he was optimistic, but he really believed they could work everything out. 

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dmianwaync:

“I’ll talk to them at the next meeting or whatever we do.” Damian does think it’s kind of sweet that they worry about him so much. He doesn’t know how to express that like normal boys would, but he leans in a little closer as he nudges him gently back. “Make me, why don’t you?” He suggests curious as to what they’ll do. He almost expects to be tossed into the wall for it really.

“Wh-- You!” Jon stared at him for a moment, red-faced, not sure how to respond to that. He was torn between the impulse to kiss him or smother him with a pillow. “Fine!” he said, making up his mind and leaning forward. Despite his bravado, the kiss was hesitant and short, and he pulled back fairly quickly, not meeting Damian’s eyes.

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dmianwaync:

“I will consider it, maybe Richard will come with me. I think the rest of them are too busy. I don’t know.” Damian shrugs his shoulders not wanting to be a bother to anyone really. “You don’t have to worry about me.” He tries to reassure him, with a conceited grin to his face.

Jon really wished he could go with him. It was probably more stressful knowing that Damian was out there all alone than it was fighting bad guys. At least if Jon was there, he could take the hits for him. “Maybe one of the girls then?” he suggested. He narrowed his eyes at Damian’s smirk, shoving him gently. “Oh shut up,” he said, heat rising to his face.

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wondergirlxoxo:

“Edible but not tasteful? Well that’s not a good think to talk about to your own father” Donna said and giggle. “Well it seems that your mom is great at cooking then” she said with a small smile. She shrug. “Ok. If we are going to share then I’m down. Spanish rice is too much just for me. Do you want to drink something?”.

“Please, someone needs to tell him,” Jon said with a laugh. “Maybe Batman would if he was ever subjected to his cooking.” Bruce was lucky in that his mom was always the one to cook when they came over. “Great!” he said. “I’m good with just water. You?”

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dmianwaync:

Damian takes another bite, raising an eyebrow. “It was fine. I was on my own, but I was able to take the six guys out. I have a few bruises I know that much, but it was pretty average.” The boy admits with a grin over at the other boy.

“You should take at least one of your brothers with you,” Jon said. He couldn’t help but worry about him, alone out there. “I know you can handle yourself, but still. I worry,” he admitted. He did a quick x-ray scan of his boyfriend, taking in all the healed fractures and breaks, but there was nothing new. 

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loislanereporting:

“Well joke’s on you, you have to stay in school,” She teases and hands him her phone. “Keep an eye on twitter for updates.” She says quietly. The sounds of sirens filled the space around them and every so often she could hear guns firing but it sounded far away. It didn’t appear that the asylum patients had been armed but reports were saying the jail inmates were.

“See if you can find photos of the vigilantes who came out tonight,” She says to Jon, offering him a sad smile. “I hope you can’t. The mayor has always said, despite what’s going on, they’ll be arrested.” Which was why she blew a gasket when she heard Damian and Jon had been sneaking out together. This was not a super friendly town. Not even when it needed to be.

Jon didn’t really like being relegated to research, but did as he was told. He pulled up twitter, checking the trending hashtags. It seemed what was happening in Star City hadn’t quite hit worldwide coverage, but a simple search got him what he wanted. 

The feed was mostly full of scared messages, people checking in with each other, and political stances. He scrolled through them all, making mental notes. “There don’t seem to be any pictures, but quite a few people are saying they saw some.”

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dmianwaync:

Damian glances over at Jon as he takes off the glasses. He just observes as the food is reheated. He was almost proud of how far the other has come with his abilities. “I’m sure it’s fine, Jonathan.” He takes the spoon, as he stirs some of it with his own to mix it all together. He takes a bite of it though, putting it into his mouth. “It’s good, see?” He reassures him as he goes in for another.

Jon sighed in relief. He didn’t think Damian would have any problems telling him otherwise, so he dug in too. He was careful to only eat a little, knowing that Damian needed it much more than he did. “So how was patrol?” he asked. “Were you by yourself tonight?”

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dmianwaync:

Damian gently places the boots down on the ground near the bed, left with just his black socks on his feet. He leaves the rest of his uniform on though, but he smiles over at Jon. “You really went all out, huh?” It was a good thing he could use some food after all of his activities. “Lets have some of that mac and cheese.” He suggests as he leans back agains the bed. He motions for Jon to join him though up here.

Jon picked up the bowl and plopped down on the bed, back against the headboard. He quickly slid of his glasses, putting them on the bedside table and hit the bowl with a short burst of heat vision. He wasn’t all that good at re heating food, but he figured it was about the same as the microwave. The outside was steaming hot, but the center was still kind of cold. “Tell me if I messed it up,” he said. “I didn’t want to burn it, so I might have under cooked it.” He handed a spoon to Damian, putting the bowl between them and stirring with his own spoon.