86. “Don’t be scared, I’m right here.” OR 87. “You’re so adorable.” DAMIJON
THEY ARE BOTH OF AGE HERE
“You’re so adorable.”
It’s out before Jon can stop himself, and frankly, he doesn’t care. It’sfun to watch Damian’s forehead scrunch up in complete bewilderment.
“Excuse me?”
“You’re adorable,” Jon repeats, grinning from ear to ear. He can’thelp it. He wants to catch this moment and keep it in a bottle forever, sealedtight so he can stare at it and feel the immense warmth he’s feeling right nowwhenever he wants. It’s almost better than the night before, with all its heatand fumbling and too much over-before-it-started, because now he can just… liehere, face-to-face with Damian, and stare at him. Stare at his greengreeneyes and pretty cheekbones and jet-black hair. Stare at the scar over his righteye and his full lips and the hook of his nose, and the way his ears stick out.
Not that he hasn’t been able to stare before, but now… now isdifferent. It’s like they’ve crossed a threshold he wasn’t aware existed, andit feels weird and good and new and familiar all at the same time. It’s beensix years since they first met and while things are the same they’re also completelydifferent and Jon is giddy with it.
Damian frowns. “That is a ridiculous thing to call me,” hemutters, shaking his head. Jon scoots closer, still grinning, still feelingelated. It’s like taking in sunshine but a thousand times better. It’s likesoaring in the great big blue sky over the Kansas plains but so much more so.
“You are though,” he says. Damian rolls his eyes.
“You’re being absurdly sentimental,” he says. The covers shift, andJon’s eyes go wide when fingertips brush his stomach, tentative, cautious,asking permission. Jon gives it by placing his own hand on Damian’s chest. Hecan hear his heartbeat, he always can, his ears fine-tuned to its unique sound,but he can feel it now, beneath his palm. Feel how it’s faster than usual, andhow it matches with the spread of colour across Damian’s cheeks.
Jon moves closer still, wrapping Damian’s arm around his waist. Theair between them is taut now, the atmosphere changed from pure warmth anddelight to something deliciously tense with promise. To his surprise, Damian isthe one to close the distance. His lips are soft, almost questioning, but theymake Jon melt, turn him to putty as he wraps his arms around Damian and pullshim closer, against him, and he sighs in contentment.
