When you show up, you need to hold my head close to your chest, then use a hand to press to my ear that isn't pressed to your chest. Your opposing arm should be wrapped around my midsection to prevent any sudden jerks.
As long as you are not going fast enough to knock the wind out of me and avoid colliding with anything I'll be fine.
( it is a high compliment from damian, and one that was intentionally voiced. it's highly likely that jon doesn't need to hear it, that he knows, but. he's being a little extra sentimental, perhaps.
gross.
when jon comes to look for him, he'll find damian walking not too far from the manor with titus beside him, leash dragging on the road because he follows well enough without it being held. he isn't wearing his robin gear, but rather a hoodie, jeans, and a pair of sneakers. there's a backpack on his back, which has his robin gear just in case, but - that's for emergency situations only. )
( he changes himself out of his pjs and into his superboy uniform before he makes his way out — makes sure to let his dad know that damian will be coming over — and doesn't take all that long to find the other boy what with knowing what his heartbeat sounds like.
so he's coming in a little quick — notes how titus' leash isn't held by damian — and when he's sure he's got it, he propels himself forward a little faster, right into the other boy. it's quick and it's fluid and he has damian within his arms and in the sky in a matter of seconds, leaving titus there behind on the ground. he cradles his friend's head there — keeps him close and an ear covered as he quickly turns them around and makes his way back to the apartments. he's not going as fast as he can — not as fast as his dad is capable of, but he's not exactly gently soaring through the air either.
the trip back to the apartments is over in a matter of a seconds — under twenty, he thinks — and he's gently setting damian down on the balcony there, red sneakers tapping down beside him as he looks him over curiously. )
( he's expecting jon, which helps a little with damian's timing. there's a shift in the wind, something coming straight for him and he knows it's jon, so he - goes limp, just as he had dozens of times before when he's fallen or been picked up by someone with inhuman strength to get thrown around. it's not instinct, but a well-ingrained habit - and it works out well for him here, too, because jon holds on tight, but even if he had accidentally jerked damian around a little during their very brief flight, damian's loose, the damage would be minimal.
and when he stops, moving to put damian down on the balcony, damian shakes his head out some. pulls in a breath, given he'd been holding his since they started their trip. )
Yes. See? I told you.
( that jon wouldn't hurt him. that he could manage to get damian from point a to b with minimal effort. he does raise a hand, shoving fingers through wind-swept hair. )
( to which he waves him off and lifts himself back in the air. )
I'm going to get Titus, ok? You can just put your stuff in my room if you want. Dad's out getting things to make pizza and yeah, I told him you're a vegetarian.
( he looks cool. serious. intense. definitely not "cute". cute is for babies. damian's nose scrunches up, but he - doesn't offer any other snide commentary, just waves jon off in the direction they'd come from. )
Careful with him. Titus is bigger than I am.
( but he is taking the backpack off of his back and holding it in hand while letting himself into the apartment and going off to jon's room. )
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you coming now?
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As long as you are not going fast enough to knock the wind out of me and avoid colliding with anything I'll be fine.
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i’ll be there soon. 👍🏻
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gross.
when jon comes to look for him, he'll find damian walking not too far from the manor with titus beside him, leash dragging on the road because he follows well enough without it being held. he isn't wearing his robin gear, but rather a hoodie, jeans, and a pair of sneakers. there's a backpack on his back, which has his robin gear just in case, but - that's for emergency situations only. )
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so he's coming in a little quick — notes how titus' leash isn't held by damian — and when he's sure he's got it, he propels himself forward a little faster, right into the other boy. it's quick and it's fluid and he has damian within his arms and in the sky in a matter of seconds, leaving titus there behind on the ground. he cradles his friend's head there — keeps him close and an ear covered as he quickly turns them around and makes his way back to the apartments. he's not going as fast as he can — not as fast as his dad is capable of, but he's not exactly gently soaring through the air either.
the trip back to the apartments is over in a matter of a seconds — under twenty, he thinks — and he's gently setting damian down on the balcony there, red sneakers tapping down beside him as he looks him over curiously. )
You good?
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and when he stops, moving to put damian down on the balcony, damian shakes his head out some. pulls in a breath, given he'd been holding his since they started their trip. )
Yes. See? I told you.
( that jon wouldn't hurt him. that he could manage to get damian from point a to b with minimal effort. he does raise a hand, shoving fingers through wind-swept hair. )
You did mess up my hair but that's fixable.
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Don't worry. You still look cute.
( to which he waves him off and lifts himself back in the air. )
I'm going to get Titus, ok? You can just put your stuff in my room if you want. Dad's out getting things to make pizza and yeah, I told him you're a vegetarian.
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( he looks cool. serious. intense. definitely not "cute". cute is for babies. damian's nose scrunches up, but he - doesn't offer any other snide commentary, just waves jon off in the direction they'd come from. )
Careful with him. Titus is bigger than I am.
( but he is taking the backpack off of his back and holding it in hand while letting himself into the apartment and going off to jon's room. )
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