MOONLIGHT
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Jason parked the car in a section outside the road maps. It was just the top of a cliff by the sea, with the trail hidden by almost undergrowth. The moonlight was beautiful with its reflection in the water.
— You know, I used to come here when B and I... — The boy thought a little better about what he was going to say, he couldn't speak the truth — ... When we fought. In fact, when we fought and even then he left the car keys where I could reach — He smiled.
— ... And you and my father fought a lot? — Damian finally stopped staring at the moon and looked at his brother.
— Often.
— Why?
— ... Because we have different views on some things.
— Is that why they say you are a rebel? — it was remarkable how curious the little one was to know more about his brother.
— I'm much worse than that, brat! — Jason laughed, taking off his seat belt — Everybody argues with Bruce sometimes: Dick, Babs, Duke, you... — he enumerated while taking what they had bought in a fast food on the way.
— Even Mr. Pennyworth?
— Alfred does not need to argue with anyone, he is better than Batman — The older man let out a laugh, especially when he noticed his brother's sulky face — Ah, Dami... It's just a joke, okay?
— It is not that, that... that name you said... — He was confused.
— ... Alfred? — He repeated — Damian, what was it? Are you feeling anything? — Jason started to loosen the small one of the seat belt — Damian?
— My ear is hurting... — he whispered, squeezing his own head tighter — ... a lot! — He was distressed, mainly because the ringing in the ear bothered him and the pain, as stabbing as a stab, left him inane.
Damian started to lose track of what was going on. He could only think of that horrible pain and how it, no matter how bad it was, seemed to be nothing compared to what he had felt before - as much as the little one did not remember, he managed to know that.
Todd, who was already on the verge of despair, had no idea what to do. Taking Damian to a hospital would undoubtedly trigger a crisis, but staying with him and not being able to do anything was a bad idea...
— It's gonna be okay! — Lied, not even knew what was happening — I will not let anything happen to you, not again! — He took his brother on his lap, took him out of the car and sat with him on the floor, repeating: — Everything will be fine.
That was all he could do... so little.
He had been paying attention to Alfred the day he hurt Damian: the butler put him on the floor so he wouldn't get hurt any more and kept his calm - calm that Jason needed now.
The child kept squeezing his head, he didn't even know the strength with which he did this - he just wanted the pain to pass soon, before he did anything stupid. He just sizzled nonsense and huddled in his brother's arms.
— Damian?... What's wrong with you? — Jason asked uncertain if that was an epileptic seizure or something else — Apparently... is the ear hurting? Dick told me that you hurt your ear and... That's it! It's just an earache, right? No pinscher crises! — He ended up letting out a low laugh — I can't believe I almost panicked because you have an earache, brat...
The boy took the little boy's hands and made him loosen his head, little by little - he didn't want to let him end up getting hurt. Damian, scared as he was, clung to his wayward brother as if it worked to lessen the pain - it was almost as effective as pressing where it hurt.
— I already had an earache when I was little, soon it passes... — Jason sighed, he was calm enough to see that situation as a rare moment of "taking care of his younger brother" — ... everything will be fine — smiled, touching the hair of the brother to try to calm him — Then we will eat those french fries before they get cold, we will go home and play video games...
— It hurts a lot... — Damian whispered in a choked voice.
— Weren't you looking at the moon? She is beautiful today... — Todd whispered — And look at all this water, with Metropolis there at the other end: you were there...
— Really hurts — he murmured.
— Metropolis is a bit dull, but there is a friend of yours who lives there...
— Jason…
— Then you could send him a message or something, I think he is your only real friend. I also have a nice friend, his name is Roy... — The oldest was already running out of business to continue with that, but he knew that the best he could do now was to make his brother ignore the pain.
— ... Jay...
Jason looked at his brother at last. Damian was crying without even realizing it - he seemed to be so helpless... weak.
— It will be okay — He tried his best to smile, but he couldn't pretend he was okay anymore — I-I... I am with you and I will not let anything else happen... And ... And I am yours big brother, damn it! I should have protected you from everything, but I thought you were just lying again... A-And...
— The moon ... — the youngest whispered, trying his best to reach out to his brother's face and wipe away the tears that were already starting to drip, Todd also didn't notice that he was crying too — ... She's beautiful today — He smiled.
Even so helpless, Damian was still strong enough to try to make people feel safe around him... And that was how Jason felt: safe, around someone who seemed invincible now - even though he was broken. The rebel brother just wanted the "brat" to feel that way with him too.
The two continued to sit on that summit watching the moon until they stopped crying: the pain that Damian felt ended, just as Jason said it would happen, and the older one left the guilt aside and started to care more about how it could be one better brother.
He would start by taking Damian home.
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NOTE
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I will take advantage of the complete lack of ideas of what to put in this note to enter into an agreement with all readers on very important and very divergent aspects: heights, weights and ages. Remembering that I changed some things to fit the fanfic better.
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First, Bruce Wayne:
Age: around 40 years old (think about Bem Afleck, whatever);
Height: 1,88 m (according to DC Comics)
Weight: 95 kg (according to DC Comics)
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Dick Grayson:
Age: around 23 years old.
Height: 1.78 ~ 1.80 m
Weight: 80 ~ 82 kg
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Jason Todd:
Age: around 21 years old.
Height: 1,83 m
Weight: 95 kg
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Tim Drake:
Age: around 19 years old.
Height: 1.65 m
Weight: 63 kg (... ok, that made me want to pick him up and run away)
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Damian Wayne (in this one I'm going to kick everything, since he lost muscle tone for the time he was unconscious and added even more losses in those days he was in the clinic)
Age: 13 years.
Height: 1.5 m (normally he would have about 1.53, but those 3cm are from the hair ...)
Weight: 45 kg (normally he would have 63 kg)
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Note of note: I know that you use the imperial metric system, but in my country we use everything according to the international system of units.
Another note of note: earache is something really horrible…
