Chapter 2
Starting of the chapter.
Let's begin.
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Nanda Parbat
Wednesday, 3:09 PM
One Day After Damian Got Kidnapped
Damian's bones ache, but there's something soft underneath him. It's a bed, he thinks to himself, but he doesn't dwell on it much. He's tired, and deserves some sleep, terribly. So he wraps the covers around him closer.
Until, he feels the covers shift a little and he startles up, gasping when he sees Elijah stretching leisurely with a small smirk on his face "Morning beloved." He coos and Damian snorts, hiding his red face in the covers "Aw, not even a curse word?"
"Shut up, I'm tired, let me sleep." Damian grumbles and the covers shift more and he feels something warm engulf him and another body pressing against him "What in Rao's name are you doing?"
"Hugging you." Elijah mummers "Like old times." Damian wants to both hug and kiss him.
"Your still soft." "Your still rough." "Your an idiot." "Your smart." "Why do you do this to me?" "Because I love you." So many things are left unsaid after Elijah says those precious words.
Damian doesn't reply.
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Gotham, Crime Alley
Thursday, 2:31
Three Weeks After Damian Was Found
"Damian watch out!" Nightwing accidentally cries when Robin gets stabbed in his shoulder by one of the goons trying to rob a bank. Damian merely grunts and the guy goes flying to the other side of the road in a kick.
"Relax, I'm fine." Robin says when Dick tries to look at the stab wound.
When Alfred patches him up, Damian casually sits back. Bruce finally breaks the tense silence in the cave "Damian, I have a question." His son looks at him questionably "Yes father?"
"When you were... kidnapped, where were you? Do you remember anything?" He asks and Damian is hit by those memories in Nanda Parbat and he shakes it off "I wish not to speak of it, it's touchy and neither of you shall ever understand it."
"But Dami---" "No Grayson, I'm serious, it's something you will never understand. You haven't done it yourself and you will never do it yourself." Damian hurries out.
Alfred pats Damian's injured shoulder once his stitches are firmly tightened "Your all done Master Damian." "Thank you Pennyworth." And Damian is off in a minute.
"Bruce." Dick says and Bruce sighs "I'm sorry Dick, I can't force Damian to say anything."
So Dick is stuck now.
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Nanda Parbat
Wednesday, 4:00 PM
One Day After Damian Got Kidnapped
"Where are you taking me?" Damian asks, even though he probably has a good idea where.
"Beloved you already know." Elijah says casually and Damian snarls "I was confirming idiot." And all his friend can do is laugh at his misfortune.
So his grandfather stands proudly in front of his throne and Damian can't do anything but glare in his direction "Grandfather." He greets cooly "Damian." His grandfather growls, smirking "I see that you have no...breasts.*
"I am a man, of course I don't have breasts." Damian all but spits out and Elijah grips his shoulder just a little bit tighter. Ra's nods curtly "Of course." But he's coming down, his hands reaching to cup Damian's face "Indeed." He continues "You must be wondering why I have summoned you here."
"I was kidnapped you old goat!" "Yes I am Grandfather, and of all people to send you sent Elijah?" Damian drawls and he sees Elijah trying not to whine at the comment. He inwardly rolls his eyes at his friends childishness.
"Elijah was your companion if I'm not wrong." Ra's says. "But that isn't important at the moment."
"The reason I called you, is because..."
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