WARNING: 1 disturbing self harm image is in here!

Wayne Manor, Damian's Room
9:50p.m.

[DAMIAN'S POV]

The pizza's was delivered like around twenty minutes ago. We were both ravenous by the time the pizza arrived. So you could roughly imagine how we ate them. In the midst of being so hungry, we had a mini contest seeing who can eat their pizza's the fastest. (Chuckling) I've got tomato sauce all over my mouth... which made me look like I just finish sucking someone's blood. Jon on the hand, stayed clean, and he also won the contest. I'm guessing it wasn't his first time having a who-can-eat-it-the-fastest contest. Me? Definitely my first time.
      When we were done, we head over to the bathroom to wash off the food stains on our faces and brush our teeth. That was when Alfred came in and help collect the empty pizza boxes and other things that were no longer needed, and took it away. It was also the same timing where father and the rest came back from Jon's Welcome Back party.. their chattering noises from the living hall could be heard from up here. Alfred's hands was full so he didn't close the door when he left. I finished cleaning myself up a little quicker than Jon.. so I got out of the bathroom and slam the room door shut. I then crash on the bed, groaning in frustration.

Me: This is one of the things I hate about them... they'll always blast the Netflix during night time on the big screen..... making it impossible for me to sleep.

Jon: (switching off the bathroom lights, wiped his hands and face, walking towards Damian on the bed) that's a nice activity to do with family's.. (sat next to Damian) I think they're watching.... what's that show call.... uh... Oh, yes, Game Of Thrones.

Me: How'd you know?

Jon: I've watched a season or two... I know the voice of Daenerys Targaryen when I hear her.. (lay on his back just like Damian)

Me: Ha... Nerd.

Jon: (turned his head to look at Damian) hey watch it.. this nerd, can knock you out with a single punch.

Me: Ooooo, I'm so scared... (eye rolling with a smile)

Jon: Oh ho ho you should be! (Got up and took a pillow) fight!

Oof... a pillow fight... seriously Jon?? (Sigh) I dodge his third pillow attack and grabbed it. We both stood on our knees on the bed and began hitting each other with pillows. (Chuckling) look at us... acting like kids. Oh well... It wasn't so bad.
        It was all going very well.. till I stole a glance at Jon's bandages around his waist when he lifted his arms into the air, holding the pillow, preparing to hit me with it. Suddenly a heavy guilt punched me right in the heart. I dropped the pillow and got down from the bed.. I took his hand and pulled him down next to me.

Jon: You alright? (Worried expression)

My eyes travelled down from his eyes to his stomach. I place my hands on it and felt the harsh surface of the bandages behind his shirt. I close my eyes and released a sigh.

Me: I'm sorry... I truly am.

Jon: (lift Damians chin up with his hand) please, stop attacking yourself with guilt... This (placed his hand above Damian's hand on the stomach) is really no big deal. What's important is, is that I'm here now, awake. But, (took Damian's left arm and pushed the sleeves up. Looked him in the eyes) this, is a big deal. I just hope someday, you'll stop doing this to yourself.

Me: (sad voice) I can't promise that. Jon, don't get me wrong. You've taught me alot.. of things... but there's one thing I find very difficult to do until today... loving myself. It's not easy to love something damaged.

Jon: Well here's a promise from me to you. I can't promise to fix all of your problems. But I can promise you wont have to face them alone anymore. (Right Hand on Damians left cheek) Remember, I love you for who you are now.. not the person you used to be in your past. And I don't expect you to change. (Released Damian's cheek and lowered his head and lightly kiss Damian's scars. Then pulled him in for a long hug)

Wrapping my arms around his body has always made me feel safe... and now, loved as well. I now have someone to call my own... and I couldn't be more happier.
     Jon released the hug and walked towards the bed. He spread his arms open and crash on his back.. closing his eyes and releasing a long sigh. I walked over and lie on my left arm, with him on my right.

Me: so.. what was it like... being in a coma?

Jon: (eyes open) ... hmm...peaceful.. actually. (Turned his head to face Damian). There is absolutely nothing.. when you're in a coma. It's a deep sleep where you don't get dreams or nightmares.

Nightmare... he reminded me of the nightmare I had back at the hospital. It's still fresh in my mind. Every scene. From the time I woke up in the lobby and the time that thing killed me. I decided to share my first nightmare experience with him.

Me: Speaking of nightmares.. I finally understood what it's like having a really bad nightmare.

Jon: (looking at Damian) really? What was it about?

Me: (looking at the ceiling)...... me... I died... you.. I don't know... I uh... got up in an abondaned, Metropolis Hospital... there's no way out. Behind every doors and windows were only pitch black darkness. I, went to your ICU room, hoping to find you. But I only found your hoodie.. in a very old rotten condition.

Jon: (lay on his right arm, facing Damian) Where was I?

Me: I didn't know at first. Then something evil, from the shadows started talking to me. It sounded like a female. It said that I failed to keep my word.. that is to be by your side when you wake up. She said you died, alone. (Placed his right hand on Jon's left cheek) you could imagine how I must have felt. In the end, it killed me... causing me to wake up. (Sigh) Raven was next to me when I got up.. she asked what happened, but I didn't tell her. (Took his hand back and rest it in front of him) what this nightmare has shown me is that.. eventually, there will come a day, where you and I, will be seperated from each other. Maybe temporary, may forever. It could be because of a disease, or someone trying to kill us or just bad luck. (Hurtful chuckle) I'll most likely be the first because... I'm only human.. J.. I mean, I don't have a body made of Steel, or super strength, powers or magic to protect myself. I just have my fighting skills... I don't think that's enough.

Me:

Me: Whenever I think about the fact of you being dead, I just can't imagine myself staying alive in this world anymore. (Tears forming even more) I don't want to live in a world where you're not in. I.. I just can't.

Me:

Jon: (hold Damian's hand) If that day should ever come, I'll fight till my last breath to protect you... to protect the both of us. Promise. (Kissed his hand) My priority is always you and my parents. Your lives always come first before mine.

Me:

Jon: Hey... (wiping Damian's tears away) let's not worry about what's gonna happen in the future. It might not even happen. (Hopeful smile) Let's not miss the good things are happening right now. (Kissed Damian's forehead).... let's call it a night, D.