For Breana rose prompt

By janahjean

DAMIAN woke up groggily and he went mach 5 from groggy to furiousa mad max mode when he realize that he failed his assasin training for not being alert as it should be. It is embarassing.

He realized it was Dick who is cupping his chin with a tender sappy look at his face.

Before Dami could do a Batman worthy growl, it occured to him that now could be a good time to follow Jason's advice.

Jason had cross his heart and everywhere else one day when he and Dami got to talk heart to heart while waiting for the rest of their clan to arrive for a mission. Jason claimed that since he was the first "little bro" of Dick, he had a sure fire way of getting what he wants to make Dick wrapped around his finger. Jason spilled this out of sheer boredom of waiting. Damian initially scoffed at the unwanted advise but Jason relentlessly plow on, uncaring if Dami will listen or not.

Damian cleared his throat, a signal that means that their siblings are coming. It was easy to pick up a fight after that since now that they had an audience. Both crave attention and they do it by arguing and fighting each other.

That fight was forgotten but the advise remain.

To test it, dami leaned forward and tentatively wrapped his arm around Dick's neck.

Morning brother," he greeted with a :3 look on his face. Although slightly puzzle about the excess sheen of moisture on the older man's eyes he dismissed it as irrelevant since he was more concern about his birthday gift.

Dick huffed a laugh, seeming to grasp right away with the reason for Dami's strange affectionate behaviour. He was impressed with Jason, how did he ever get to have Dami listened to him. He forgot his trouble and wipe the tears off his eyes.

"Let me quess, you want something for your birthday? You want a car?" He teased as he cuddle with the mini bat as he allowed them to sink back to bed.

"No." Damian was cute when he pouted. His baby breathe tickled Dick's ear.

"Hngh. A new pair of Japanese sword?" Dick continued to tease.

"-tt- You don't seemed to know me very well." Damian said annoyed. His voice kinda wavered though as he was tempted with owning a katana. He drool. But anyway, he decided to really stick with what he wanted Dick to give him.

"I know you very well, lil D." Dick said huskily as he kissed Damian's forehead. He hurriedly jump out of bed and laugh as predictably Damian wanted to deck him because of his show of affection.

Damian's face lit up when Dick slowly pulled out something from the back of his jeans. "Tell me that that is a coupon for Arts Zupplies!" He begged.

Dick looked puzzle which made Damian sagged in disappointment. The little boy sniffed and lie down to bed and easily caught the small gift Dick throw at him.

"Help me with my baggage, lil D?"

Damian sniffed as he play with the playing card size gift. "Im not your servant." he snarked.

Dick laugh before he started to close the door.

"Hey Dick…"Damian called making Dick lean forward from outside. "...See you in three days for my bday okey?"

If Dick said something, Damian didnt hear it as he was busy looking for his walkman and headset.

It was only after the funeral that he realized Dick didn't answer him at all.

Anyway, move forward to three days later when Father and son are out chilling at the mall of all places.

Damian was on an all time high after beating Batman of all people at an arcade shooting game. He half suspect that Bruce let him win since it is his 12th bday, but no biggie.

They were just walking slowly back at the back of the mall where alfred and the car was located when Damian's face lit up when he saw the Arts Zupplies Bookstore ahead.

"Father, I'm going there." He said as he run towards the store ignoring Bruce's reply and the phone suddenly ringin at Bruce's pocket.

Bruce fished out his phone and bit back a curse when his mini-me ninja son who was ahead was gone when he looked up. He frown at the time-7 and at the caller id. He turned pale before he slide yes to answer

Damian ignore the dirty look the guard gave him as he pressed his face at the front display of the said store. He was longingly looking at the art set that have forty different crayons, charcoal, pastel chalk, etc the whole work with almost avarice. His daydreaming was cut off when a large hand landed on his shoulder. He looked up and turn white at his father's tears filled eyes and at the phone that he was tryin to hand to him.

"No!" He yelled feeling that answering the phone will just about to kill him. "He wouldn't dare!" He screamed easily connecting the phone call with the mission Dick was attending at three days ago. He pushed Bruce's hand away and ignoring that he is causing a scene by pushing people he run towards the exit with tears streaming down his face.

Bruce wasnt surprise to see Damian ten minutes later waiting for him at the back seat of the car. withdrawn and sick. Bruce had given him that ten minutes to cool off. bruce tried to open his mouth but he have trouble looking for words. He sigh. Bruce slide into the car and Alfred without a word took them home.

Damian fished out the gift still unwrapped one week later as he stood in front of Dick's grave.

"Brother." He was never going to be eloquent so he just awkwardly pat the headstone. He sighed. He looked around. For the first time, he feel at peace with Dick's death.

He sat down cross-legged and began to slowly and carefully unwrapped Dick's present and gasped.

-the end-

09132017 GMT 8

Theres a cousin who lived here with us that is such a credit grabber. Anyway, i barely tolerate his present. So i dont stay as much downstair as i would like.

It rained at around three. But it was sunny this am thats why i hang my clothes out at ten.

me and my war against mom in turning off the faucet water. that bits