Dick noticed for the past few days, and he's not the only one, but Damian's been off. He'd been kidnapped for about three days before they found him tied up at one of the warehouses in Starling. Laurel had called.

And he's been quiet, he refuses to talk and doesn't even reply to Jason's stupidity. It's scaring everyone.

He's in his room, reading something or meditating. Dick wants to go check on him, but Jason had effectively stopped him. Jason was on a date with Cass at the moment, so he couldn't stop Dick now.

But for some reason, Dick doesn't want to go.

He's worried about Damian, more than anything and maybe it's his big brother instincts but he really really wants to hug Damian. And hope for a response, might it be a kick to the face or any other. Just a fucking response.

It hurts, looking at Damian like this.

He thinks back to the time Damian had come out to the family, about him being trans and they'd all supported him through it, gone through with the surgery. And how the scars looked when he had his shirt off.

And he felt some sort of pleasure to know that Damian felt comfortable enough to roam around the house without a shirt. No one stared, everyone respects his space.

He remembers how Damian always complained about what pain his binder left him, and how either Cass or Steph would massage him after (though he was recurrent)

The scars on his chest were nearly gone, but...

Dick feels like there are fresh new ones planted into Damian's 19 year old self.

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