[DAMIAN'S POV]

If there is one thing I know about myself, is that I don't snooze my timings. Right now, it's already 8p.m. in Gotham City. The outside sky is now dark, and so is my room. I slowly lifted Jon's head from my lap, hoping to not wake him just yet and stood up. I stretched my arms and walked towards the door. I quietly opened it and exit. When I got out, I noticed that Grayson is back because I could hear his voice from downstairs. I made my way towards the kitchen and I see Alfred in an apron, cooking, while Grayson in his cop uniform, sitting infront of the dining table, eating the dinner Alfred prepared.

Alfred: (paused his cooking to look at Damian) Ah Master Damian.. Are you ready to eat your meal? (Gesturing towards a large pot of gumbo)

Me: Not yet. Just leave it on the table, I'll eat it later.

Alfred: As you wish Master Damian. (Continue cooking)

Grayson: Hey bud.. (Sipping water) how's your day?

Me: Normal as always... Just today Jon and I took a nap in my room, and I just woke up from it.

Grayson: ...... I'm sorry, what?? A nap?? Since when do you, take naps? I thought you said naps are for babies? (Chuckling)

Me: I did and I meant it... But I took a nap because Kent laid his head on my lap... He was too sleepy to see where he was sleeping. So I didn't want to move and wake him, at the same time, I had nothing to do. So I figured, why not I too just sleep...

Grayson: Awww!! You do have a heart! (Glanced towards Alfred who is cooking) Isn't that precious Alfred?!

Alfred: Indeed Master Dick..

Grayson: tt... Watch it Grayson, I can move now...

Alfred: Ahem..... No fighting, in the kitchen please..

Grayson: (low chuckle) it's all cool Alfred. Relax little D, I'm just messing with you. I already knew you had a heart. You just didn't want to admit it that's all. (Sipping water)

Me: (sigh) Honestly, with him being around in my life, (staring at the ground) it's hard to not, have a heart. Nahh forget it, I don't know how to explain it.

Grayson: Don't worry, you don't have to, I know what you mean. Because I felt the same way when Kori came into my life.. (Smiling sweetly)
So? When is Jonathan heading home?

Me: Anytime soon. He said his folks would be home by 8p.m. and now it's already 8:12p.m..

Grayson: Has he woken up yet?

Me: Not yet.

Grayson: Well, you better wake him up then. Let's not get him in trouble with his folks, especially Lois. You know how strict she is about his curfew... (biting into mighty bar)

Me: Yeah.

Without wasting any time, I started making my way up the stairs and straight towards my room. I truly had forgotten about Jon's curfew. Well how was I suppose to remember about curfews?! I never have a fixed curfew so I don't take it too seriously. (Sigh) I may be allowed or illegally allowed to freelance, but Jon can't, at least, not yet. So, I can't be selfish and get him into trouble. It's just not right, even for me.
I reached my room. I opened the door quietly and got in. The room was cold and pitch black. I walked towards my bed and switched on the lamp next to it. The lamp wasn't as bright as the usual lights I use, but it does give the room a decent amount of light. After that, I looked at the couch and see Jon still sleeping, hugging one of the pillows close to his chest. I really wish I didn't have to wake him up by force but, time is of the essence. I approached near him and crouched down, bending my knees. I lifted my left hand and gently mess his hair.

Me: (soft voice) Jon....?

Jon: (sleepy voice) mmm.. 5 more minutes please....

Seriously???.... (sigh) this time, I gripped on his arm and move it back and forth.

Me: There's no five minutes left..... Wake up.. It's already 8:27p.m. and your parents should be back by now. You gotta go before your mom throws the word "grounded" at you!

Jon: (sleepy voice) Huh?... (Eyes opening slowly) Grounded? (Panic voice) My curfew!

I figured the word "grounded" would do the trick. Jon jumped up in shock. He sat up, with his legs hanging over the couch and rubbed his eyes.

Jon: What time is it?

Me: 8:29p.m.

Jon: Oh man! I only have 10 minutes to get back!

Jon stood up, and nearly fell back because he still wasn't fully awake. He stood up once again and walked over to the balcony. He unlocked the sliding door and stood still. But just before he was about to take off, he turned back and flew towards me. He wrapped his arms around my body and rest his chin on my left shoulder. Hugging me tight.

Jon: Thanks for everything, today Dami. Only God knows how am I ever gonna repay all your kindness back.. (sighed and let go) I'll see you soon! (Flew towards the balcony) Bye! (took off)

I fast walked towards the balcony and stood there, watching Jon slowly disappearing into the night sky.

Me: (slow soft emotional voice) You don't have to pay anything back J... You being my friend is way more better than material possession. I hope you know that...

Jon is now out of sight. I can't help but to noticed that the sky isn't filled with stars tonight. No stars or moon, It's just, black. I looked down to Gotham City. The city seemed to be normal from here, all the lights are on and distant crowds making everyday noises. I wondered to myself if there is anything I should be worried about.. But then again, maybe I'm just over-thinking. I decided to step back in and close the sliding door. I draw the curtains by pulling them together and turned behind. I began taking off my uniform. While doing so, I grabbed my towel and head towards the bathroom for a bath.

[AUTHORS NOTE]

Ok guys, I know some of you don't like how I'm writing Damian's character. He seemed very, nice in this story right? Well yes he is because this story is in the same universe as my previous story Sleepover. If you've read that story, you'll know that Damian has made some promises to Jon and his other family like Alfred, that he'll learn to be a little more, friendly... So yeah, Damian won't always, be a mean brat, maybe once in a while like when he's angry or sad. I hope this won't stop you guys from reading future chapters. 😊💖