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can we normalize the fact that Damian would also be a lovesick idiot in his own creepy way?, He would definitely be a hopeless show-off because he doesn't know how to express his feelings properly, so he spoils jon with seemingly anonymous gifts until he finally says "I hope you liked the package."
Jon still doesn't understand how Damian knows everything he needs, and Damian will never admit that he likes watching him from the shadows when he's bored.
Damian: So, I was trapped in this strange dimension of Darkseid where everyone seemed unaware of their reality except me,but soon afterwards I noticed that I could mold reality to my liking.
Jon: woah, So what did you do?
Damian:
Damian: I got you pregnant.
Damian doesn't put up Jonathan's silent treatment.
He's capable of staying silent for hours; his ability to concentrate is as well-trained as his patience when it comes to combat. He's practical—Damian doesn't need to strike up conversations to avoid feeling isolated.
Jonathan does.
He talks, and he talks so fast that most ordinary people can't even understand him.
But Damian does.
When the lines of the boy’s imaginary chess square disappear, controlling his tongue isn’t something that comes naturally to him. He gets angry with Jon, yells at him, confronts him, and belittles him with complex insults that make him feel even more stupid.
Then Jon responds with his oldest trick: keeping silent.
He doesn’t look at him, doesn’t speak to him, doesn’t pamper him.
And that, which was once a desire, is now an ordeal.
Not because Damian can’t stand the silence, but because he can’t bear Jonathan’s absence.
So he apologizes, belatedly, with the weight of pride gnawing at his heels, but he apologizes.
And as always, Jon forgives him.
Damian fears the day when he no longer does.
"Do I look that different?" Jon asks, pouting. "I know it's only been seven years, but I think I still look the same."
Damian, staring at the back of his skinny jeans, smirking wide and says "is a... acceptable change"
“Tt, this is ridiculous,” Damian snapped, jerking his face away from Jon’s hands as the sticky blue paint dripped down his cheek with every movement. “It doesn’t make sense. Why would I want to go to a parade to celebrate my homosexuality? I celebrate it every day when I’m with you.”
Jonathan laughed and touched his boyfriend’s face again to continue painting the flag on his cheek.
“I guess you’re trying to be nice,” he purred, “but it’s not just about celebrating our identity, D. We’re heroes.”
Damian clicked his tongue.
“We are. And what do you mean by that?”
“My point, like everything else in our lives, is to help. I don’t go around drawing rainbows just to… show off,” Jon licked his lip, looking at Damian tenderly. “I do it because I know there’s a kid out there who’s afraid to be who they are. Think about it: if the most powerful hero is queer, why would it be any less important for them to *be*?”
The paintbrush struck the wood, producing a hollow sound that was drowned out by Damian’s growl; sitting on that bench, he could only wrap his arms around Jon’s body.
“Don’t do it for yourself, do it for those who are afraid.” the youngest of the Kent family I caress his face with his painted hands, touching the little rainbow on Damian's cheek, he leans in, whispering sweetly “i know at one point... you were just like them...”
“I know.”
Jon simply kissed his forehead.
Damian enjoys being called a "good boy" by Jon. It's a casual thing, too ironic to be taken seriously.
Jon watches from a distance with derision as Damian is beaten up by a villain of the moment, too ridiculous to be taken seriously. Even so, Robin flies through the air as the park's Superman statue comes to life and becomes a real pain in the ass, but Damian has said he'll sort this out himself, so Superboy just watch while eating popcorn.
"Come on, J, do something," the dark-haired man pleads, trapped between the statue's fingers aften ten minutes.
But Jon continues chewing, impassively, "You can do it alone."
Damian is thrown into the air, landing right between the giant's palms like a ball. "Damn it, don't make me say it."
And Jonathan smiles, "Come on, say it."
Damian sighs and rolls his eyes "...please..."
The boy just throws his half-finished bag of popcorn into the basket and gets ready, snapping his fingers.
"good boy" he says before launching himself towards the statue.
And Robin falls, probably cracking his spine and with a new perversion in mind.
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I got lazy, lol
damijon btw
Do you all think I respect Damian's and Jon's personalities in my headcanons?
Yes
maybe
noup
