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Jonathan Samuel Lane Kent was a lot of things, he was pretty, charismatic, goofy, agreeable, enthusiastic, outgoing, but the most important of all..
“You’re fucking insane.” Damian couldn’t believe his ears, he had been dragged out of his cozy pity session for this? He was perfectly fine waiting by the phone for Jason to respond to his text messages because guess what?
Three weeks, Jason has been avoiding him for three fucking weeks. He hasn’t spoken to Dick in that same amount of time, his brother shooting him apologetic looks in the hallway only to be met with cold stares or being flat out ignored. His father hadn’t noticed of course, neither had his mother during their video calls, though those were mostly reserved for making sure his father wasn’t with someone new.
The Gotham sunrises seemed a bit bleaker without a message from the older man waiting, and Damian suddenly missed being called “Darlin.” And “Baby boy,” more than he cared to admit.
He tried focusing on schoolwork, but he finished it all so quickly that it was far from a comfort. He tried painting again only filling his sketchbook with drawings of Jason.
He was pathetic.
He hadn’t eaten in a week and he barely had the strength to get up and shower, he found little pleasure in things anymore. He cried a lot, but that didn’t help much.
That’s when Jon showed up, perky and insane as ever asking him with clear confidence, it was quite unbelievable he thought he would agree with it actually, to go to a party.
“Who doesn’t want to go to a college party?” Jon asked as if Damian was the psychotic one in this scenario.
“Oh I don’t know Jonboy let me think, me!” No he did not want to go to some crowded house and watch people make asses of themselves because they’re impaired by cheap booze and marijuana, he could stay home and see that, minus the cheap booze because they had access to 50 year old whiskey right downstairs.
Jon did an exaggerated scoff.
“Brooooooo you’re gonna miss the biggest frat party in the tristate area, there’s gonna be booze, pot, hot guys-“
“You’re in a relationship.” Damian interjected quickly.
“Doesn’t stop me from enjoying the view,” he winked at Damian, “Besides, aren’t you tired of moping about all day like a little bitch because of Jason?” Jon asked hoping Damian would be pissy enough to take the bait,
Hope failed him.
“No, I’m not, if you want me to go you’re gonna have to tie me up and force me.”
That is how Damian Al-Ghul Wayne ended up tied up in the passenger seat of Jon’s car.
“Jon why is Tim’s brother tied up?” Maya asked from the backseat, She had gotten roped into this when Jon pulled up loudly honking his horn.
Damian himself wondered the same thing, his wrist and ankles were bound with zip ties he had a green ball gag in his mouth and a silk tie over his eyes. It was like a cheesy porn novel without the sex.
He was dressed in a pair of light washed skinny jeans, a pair of black combat boots, and a tight fitting black faux turtleneck.
“Because dear maps Damian here needs to get the stick out his mouth and ass so he can liven up, I’m sick of FaceTiming a vampire.” Damian pouted internally, he wasn’t that bad.
“You’re lucky I love you y’know? I could’ve gotten some fantastic angry head since Jade took Lian, well I feel bad because she is a bitch but still. Instead, I’m here with your sad ass.” Jon ranted and Damian shook his head, shooting Jon a look that said ‘I didn’t ask to be here.’
Jon looked at him and laughed before turning up the radio to tune out his angry muffled noises.
“I wanna get freaky on camera, I like when we get freaky on camera!” Oh yeah, Damian was gonna stab a bitch.
8 songs and a podcast later they arrived at the frat house, The Gotham Tal phi disciples. Conner was thinking of joining and had taken Jon on a visit with him where Jon met Rohan who’d invited them tonight.
Jon stopped the car and pulled a pair of scissors out.
He climbed over into Damian so he could cut his arms free and gave him the scissors so he could free his own ankles.
He watched in amusement as Damian ripped the tie off of his own eyes and snatched the gag off.
“I should smack the shit out of you.” He barked and Jon giggled.
“Don’t say that I might let you.” Jon winked as Damian flushed, fumbling to unbind his ankles.
Damian looked out the window, there were so many people, so many strangers. It was strange. He looked at Jon, eyes suddenly drained.
“Is there any way I can stay in the car while you guys go party?” Damian asked and Jon peeked out the window.
“Oh Dami, you’re scared? Look man I’m not gonna leave your side. Besides we’re gonna meet up with the gang.” Damian perked up.
“Does that mean-“
“Yes Wally, Colin, and Maya are here sweet pea.” Jon smiled at his excitement before unlocking the door, showtime.
Across town, Jason was tired of Roy’s shit.
“Get. Out.” He didn’t need this shit.
Where did Roy get off telling him to get his life together? How’s he so high and fucking mighty like he wasn’t on that flash drive as well?
Alright he was exaggerating, but still, Jason was hurt. Couldn’t Roy understand that everything he was trying to fix and build was going to crumble down once Damian saw those tapes? What did he expect to happen if Jon watched it?
“You’re being an ass Jason! You knew that there was a possibility of this happening when you noticed the damn usb went missing! Just tell him the truth before you break his heart more than you’re doing now!” Roy barked as Jason moped, it was too late to tell anything.
He was a wreck, he had been drinking for a few days, his cigarettes were long gone,
and this asswipe wanted him to go to a party, a fucking party.
“You want me, a twenty four year old man, to go to a party with a bunch of sex crazed drunk and high kids?” Jason asked for clarification because he couldn’t believe his ears.
“You’re literally moping over a sex crazed sixteen year old.” Roy scoffed and Jason threw a shoe at him.
“One he’s not sex crazed, he’s just curious. Two, you’re the one fucking the sex crazed sixteen year old.” Jason bit back and Roy chuckled.
“Yeah r-, wait. Jon is sixteen?” Jason winced as Roy’s usually tan skin paled drastically.
“You didn’t mention that when you sent him to my apartment, that he has a key to. Oh dear lord Lian calls him Ma, Jesus Jade is going to have my balls and half my salary if she takes this to court.” Roy continues to ramble as Jason sits up.
“Yeah you need a night out, I’ll grab a shower really quick.” Jason chuckles and Roy gags.
“Oh dear god I let a teenager go down on me!”
Jon was probably not gonna be the one driving them home tonight. He was currently lying on a table letting frats hold one of many kegs over him while he chugged from a tube.
Damian was watching with Wally and Colin, Maya had met up with a friend and went to the bathroom.
“He’s really going at it.” Colin commented as the crowd egged Jon on.
“GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO! GO!” Even Wally had joined in excitedly watching their friend drink into the point of no return.
Eventually Jon finished the keg, standing tall on the table and holding his thumbs up.
The crowd went silent, was he gonna fall? Was he gonna puke?
Jon opened his mouth slowly before speaking,
“Guess what bitches? The party has begun!” The crowd went wild again, the music pumping louder than before. Damian watched as two frats helped Jon off the table.
“You really know how to party sweet face, shame your friends don’t especially the cutie in the black!” Jon looked up with a smirk.
“Go talk to him, he needs a bit of fun in his life!” He giggled as his other escort wrapped his arms around his waist.
“Kyle, you gonna be good if I go socialize?” The random frat asked and Kyle looked at Jon and bit his lip.
“Hell yeah, but Monty I got a feeling this one right here is a real livewire.” Kyle said and Monty snorted.
“You bet your ass I’m a livewire!” Jon slurred slightly and Kyle smacked his ass.
“Show me on the dancefloor baby!” Kyle pulled Jon along into the crowd, leaving Monty to beeline for Damian.
Damian was halfway through his fourth drink, some kind of awful cheap beer, but it did its job and loosened him up.
A tall boy with a letter jacket approached him, blonde hair, green eyes, dimples in his cheeks. He took his hand and pulled him over.
“This May be a little forward, but I’m Monty wanna dance?” Any other night and Monty would’ve been kicked in the balls, but he was bored and slightly drunk so foolishly he said,
“Sure, I like this song anyway.”
Jason was ready to go and they just got here. It was loud, it smelled like cheap liquor and someone was puking it on the front lawn.
He looked back and noticed Roy was fixated on something.
“What’s on your mind RoyToy? Something catch your eye?” Jason asked with a chuckle as Roy stopped.
“Yep, a blue 2014 Silverado with plates that say Rowdy4Life.” Roy growled and Jason rose a brow.
“Oddly specific but I guess if you’re looking into new vehicles-“ Roy put a finger to his mouth.
“That. Is. Jon’s. Truck.” Jason’s eyes widened where Jon goes-
“I’ll wring his neck.” Jason was suddenly vicious as he grabbed Roy and pushed through the people on the lawn, busting through the crowd by the door.
Some new hip hop song was on and people where doing some form of dancing that oddly looked like sex standing up. Roy’s eyes were scoping as well as they split up.
Jason bustled through the crowd and noticed them hooping and hollering at something in the middle of the floor. He signaled to Roy and they took off.
He felt in his pocket for his pistol, glad to see that it was in its place.
Damian was grinding on some blonde, who was holding his belt loops and smiling as he whispered something that made Damian blush and laugh.
Jon was to the right of them bent over dancing (Read:getting dry humped) with some asshole with a backwards hat, Jon was a bit rowdier though singing the words to the song with Asscap who was enjoying touching Jon a bit too much.
Jason charged in angrily, he grabbed Damian who was surprised by the sudden shift and fell into him.
“Hey man we were having fun!” The blonde said approaching Jason with his fist balled, he quickly felt cool metal pressed against his forehead.
Jason’s pistol was cocked and ready to go and Jason really wanted the little asshole to move a toe forward.A crack and a thump to the right signaled that Roy was doing fine, the frat? Not so much.
“Alright you shitheads known as college students, me and my friend are going to leave your party, with our boyfriends. If anyone has a problem with that let me know so I can blow your kneecaps out!” The blonde held his hands up and backed away.
“Good now, continue to party, have a fantastic night and don’t drive drunk!” He announced before throwing Damian over his shoulder.
Roy stopped for a second and looked around with Jon on his back.
“If you came here with this little jackass, come on now or get left.”
He continued towards the door.
A black haired girl hopped out with them, timidly saying her name was maps and Jon drove her here, and that she needed to get home.
Roy nodded and opened the door for her before putting Jon into the passenger seat and buckling him in. He grabbed the keys out of his front pocket and slammed the door.
He looked at Jon’s sleeping face and sighed, they needed to talk. Desperately.