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the thing about jondami is they're both stage four clingers, but damian tries to play it cool and aloof (he fails, everyone can tell he's terrified jon will leave), and jon acts like it's just part of his cute puppy persona (he's glaring over damian's shoulder while hugging him)

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conversely, damian is also sending photos of his legs wrapped around jon's head while he sucks his dick (the kneehigh boots ARE on, do not worry).

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Do u think jondami would ever get married? And if so, who would ask who first?

To me they're either the "date for twenty years, as good as married, we don't need that piece of paper" types, or they were both planning to propose and they both have a ring bought. The one who does it first will have the pleasure of lording it over the other's head for the rest of their stupidly happy married lives.

All that to say... Jon. I think Jon would propose first. Mostly because Damian wanted to do some intricate thing, pull a grand romantic gesture on a specific date. The one they met on, the day they started dating, their first kiss, something along those lines. Meanwhile, Jon was content to roll over in bed as they're slowly waking up on a random Wednesday, see how the sunlight hits Damian's face just right, and ask.

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Kitty!Damian calling Jon his mutt could be something so personal for both of them

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Jon fucking Kitty Damian telling him he's going to give a pretty him a whole pretty litter of babies ....

hhhsdflksdj PLEASE.

Damian with his face pressed into the pillows, ass up in the air. Jon holding his tail in one hand, because the thing keeps flipping around like crazy when he starts rambling about giving him a whole litter of pretty kittens, just like him, and whoops, Damian's actually stupidly, mind-meltingly into it. Heart rate jump, starts getting way louder than usual, Jon just wishes that he'd figured this out ages ago, because he's about to be a fucking menace

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38 + jondami 🥺

Send a number and a ship!

It's not a date, Jon's got to keep reminding himself however many times it takes. Nowhere ever did the word date leave Damian's mouth in the entire meticulous planning process of this outing. And even if it kinda seems that it might be, it's definitely just Jon's brain playing cruel tricks.

Damian standing a little bit closer as they walk next to one another, his hand brushing against Jon's when they swing, willingly accepting Jon's scarf when the wind picked up and he shivered—he's just cold. Cold and Jon's a warm body, and so… that's that. Not a date.

Just a friend supporting a friend who he's had a weird crush on for way too long to be normal about.

“You'll be honest when you see my work, if you think it's horrendous?”

“Oh, come on,” Jon groans, “you're spiraling. For like, the tenth time, you're not getting art accepted into a whole show if it's bad.”

“I am not spiraling. They would accept anything with the Wayne name attached, no matter how it looked, in hopes of a reciprocal donation. You have to tell me the truth, Jonathan. I trust you to do this.”

Oh. Oh, man.

He shouldn’t be trusted at all to do anything, not with the thoughts floating around in his head right now.

Jon nods along anyway, shoving his hands deep into the pockets of his coat so that he keeps them to himself. Trust. Not a date. Even if they sat across from one another at a nice dinner place and Damian's shoe had brushed against his ankle under the table and lingered. Stupid. Damian's allowed to touch him and it not be made into a whole weird thing.

“Fine. I'll tell you your stuff's garbage, if that's what you really want.”

Damian huffs at him, coming to a stop in the middle of the sidewalk. He squints up at Jon, clouds of his breath fogging out from between his lips. Nose and cheeks pink in Gotham’s winter chill, Jon's blue scarf tucked snugly around his neck, it takes everything inside him to not just drift away on the wind.

“I don't want you just to tell me that it's garbage. I know you at least understand the concept of honesty.”

He's going to fall to his knees and scream for mercy if Damian doesn't stop it.

Clearly, Jon doesn't know a thing about honesty. Looking away, up, somewhere, anywhere else, he manages to miss Damian stepping closer. Manages to zero back in in time for Damian's hand to grab his elbow. Manages to look like the biggest idiot on the face of the Earth when Damian stretches up and Jon doesn't even move an inch to meet him.

Damian kisses him. Damian kisses him.

Warm lips press against his, and it's so quick. Blink and it's over, blink and Damian's looking up at him with eyes green like a summer sun diffused through leaves, and Jon’s never felt like he couldn't breathe before.

“I will be honest and tell you that was a garbage kiss.”

Jon chokes, trying not to laugh. Or maybe cry. “Can I try again?”

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jonathan and damian with a ben affleck/matt damon type relationship though... wym they shared a bank account and lived together and damian stopped talking to jon for months when he started dating someone publicly, and one's always third wheeling the other on dates and vacations and why are they getting on a plane together without the new spouse right after jon got married—

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Bruce teaching Jon the best way to fuck Damian … of course he needs to be there for it .. to make sure dami is safe of course …!

Also also also Clark talking Jon through sex as a super.. it’s his job as Jon’s father to explain all these neat tricks (XRAY DURING SEXXXXXX) and how to use his strength and speed safely .. maybe Clark should fuck Damian first just to make sure he’s ready ..

Well then Bruce has to be there when Clark fucks Damian too, to make sure he doesn't hurt Damian. No other reason. And Jon's there because he's learning the best ways to do it. And while they're all there, well, might as well let Jon go right after. It saves time, honestly. They all have such busy schedules, you know? And Damian keeps looking towards Bruce to make sure this is all really okay, so if he accidentally moans his name when Jon's testing out the super speed, it's not even a big deal. Really. Bruce isn't hard about it at all. He's definitely not going to climb into the bed and finger all the come out of him when Jon and Clark are done, telling him how good he did. Nope.