Innocence: Chapter 05
Chikorita-Trainer1
T
Disclaimer: I don't own Batman, Super Sons or DC Comics.
After Jon went home, and Bruce and Jason parted ways after brunch, Bruce decided to confront Damian.
"Good afternoon, son," he said calmly as he entered Damian's bedroom. Damian was practicing with a katana.
"Hello, Father," he said without stopping.
"Did you and Jon have fun?"
"Yeah. He went home about an hour ago," said Damian.
"Good. Listen, I understand you and he are in a relationship. Is that right?" Damian abruptly stopped striking the air with his sword and brought it down to rest gently at his hip.
"Who told you?" asked Damian. "Or did you just figure it out by yourself?"
"Jason told me he walked in on you two—"
"Why in the ever-loving crap is everyone so obsessed with that incident?!" the teen demanded, tossing his sword over onto the floor and putting his hands on his hips.
"Damian, pick that up and put it back where it belongs," Bruce said sternly, pointing across the room to the weapon. Damian grumbled and went to pick up the katana, then put it back in its holder on top of the mantle.
"Yes. Todd, with no respect for privacy, barged into my room without knocking, and if he simply had basic manners, the whole awkward situation could have been avoided."
"Awkward or not, I think we need to have a talk," said Bruce, sitting down on Damian's bed.
"Oh my God," groaned Damian, slowly leaning his head back as if to complain to the powers above. "I don't need 'THE TALK', Father. I am perfectly knowledgeable in biology—"
"Damian, this is what normal American families do, now sit!" Bruce ordered. The teen Robin sighed angrily and sat down on his bed beside his father.
"Here's the deal: you have my approval. If you and Jon want to date, that's totally fine by me. If you want to make out, that's fine, too. If you want to take off your shirts together, that's fine, too. You're both boys—nothing there you haven't seen before."
"OK," Damian nodded.
"You are not, however, permitted to engage in sexual activity," said Bruce. Damian took a sharp intake of breath, ready to shout something defiant, but quickly realized he didn't want to. "Not until you're both legal, and no longer living under my roof. Understand?"
"Yes, Father. And we're not going to. There has been no, uh, activity, as of yet. We haven't done anything."
"I know. And I trust you," said Bruce. "But I need to say this now, before you and Jon start getting any ideas or plans."
Damian stayed quiet and decided to just let his father say whatever he needed to say.
"Sexual activity does not just constitute penetration. ANY form of sexual activity between the two of you, until you're both of age, will be frowned upon. Oral, digital, anything of the sort…" Bruce trailed off.
"Digital…?" Damian squinted his eyes in confusion. Does he mean watching porn on a computer? "OH! 'Digital'. Oh. Ew. Yeah, we're not doing that."
"And I'm sure you know, when the time does come, where to buy condoms and other supplies?"
"Yes, Father. Any convenience store or pharmacy will do," said Damian. "But I assure you, we're not anywhere near that, yet. We've just been kissing, that's all."
Bruce smiled.
"Well, as long as you both respect each other, and the rules I've just laid out, then I wish you every happiness."
"Thank you, Father," said Damian. He actually felt better now. "And, I'm sorry if any of this made you uncomfortable."
"No need to apologize for your life, Damian," said Bruce, placing a hand on his son's back. "You need to live it and explore it as it comes."
Damian: my dad knows
Jon: and?
Damian: he's fine with it as long as we don't have sex
Jon: lol so can I tell my parents now?
Damian: I don't see why not. But what if they disapprove?
Jon: I think that's a risk we're gonna have to take.
Damian: K. Let me know how it goes ttyl
Jon: *heart emoji*
Damian: *heart emoji*
"Mom, Dad, I need to tell you something," said Jon, at the dinner table. Clark and Lois merely smiled and looked at their son. "Um, Damian is my boyfriend."
Both parents smiled wider.
"I had a feeling," said Clark.
"Since when?" Lois asked Jon.
"A couple weeks now," said Jon. "Is that OK with you?"
"Of course. Why wouldn't it be?" asked Lois.
"He's older," Jon shrugged.
"Well, that may be true, but you two have known each other for years, and your age difference has never seemed to cause you any problems," said Lois. Jon nodded.
"I just hope he's treating you right," said Clark. "His dad isn't exactly the poster boy for emotional generosity."
Lois snorted. "Clark!" she scolded him playfully.
"Just saying!" said Clark. "No, it's fine with us, Jon. As long as you two are responsible and respectful of each other."
"Whatever you are implying," Jon began. "there's no need to worry about anything. Damian and I haven't DONE anything, and we're not going to anytime soon. And we already know all about consent and stuff."
"Good," said Lois.
"We're happy for you both, Jon," said Clark. "And remember, you can come to us if you have any questions. About anything."
"I know, Dad. But I'm not going to have any questions…about THAT…for a while," Jon laughed nervously.
Jon: I told them. They're cool with it
Damian: *thumbs up emoji*
Jon: When do you want to hang out again?
Damian: I'll let you know.
Jon: OK. Love you
Damian: Love you too
END OF CHAPTER 05