Jason POV

I look to the side to see Tim in my view. He's going to be the death of me, looking like that. Fuck. . . Wonder how he'll look like with those nice clothes on the floor. I smile to myself, knowing that Timothy fucking Drake is mine. All mine.

I look back at the food and continue to eat because whatever these things are so fucking good.

"Hey Jay, aren't these things good," Dick said, smiling.

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, now stop fucking hogging them." I snatched the last ones out of his hand and heard him whimper, like a small child, "mine," I growled.

"You're so mean."

I gave him a dry look, "Like I fucking care."

Dick whines and I just shake my head in a "oh my fucking god" manner. I look at Tim and that suit seems to bring all the right curves out. To top it all off, his fucking smile is getting to be.

I see Tim look my way and pauses. He smiles at me and winks at me seductively. I'm definitely going to wreak his ass.

I look back at Dick and he's still eating food. I decide to let him have a moment with the food and make my way to Tim. When Tim sees me coming and excuses himself from Gunner and Bruce. Those two end up talking more.

When Tim gets to me, I grab his wrist and head out to the backyard. Making sure no one sees us. The backyard seems to be a huge ass garden.

Once were at a good distance, to the point where the mansion is the size of my thumb.

I look at Tim and pull him in my arms and kiss him. Tum giggles, "Looks like someone couldn't stay away from me."

I pull back and look into his eyes, smirking, "What can I say, you look so fucking good in that expensive ass suit."

"Hmm. You look good too. Very handsome," Tim said looking at the suit I had on, licking his lips.

I grab his chin, making him look at me, "I hate it when you do that. Makes you look so naughty."

Capturing his lips with mine. I lick his bottom lip, asking for entrance. Being the fucking tease he is, he opens slightly and closes. I can feel the smile on his face. I put my hand in his hair and pulling his head back, making him open. I roam the wet craven of his mouth. Feeling satisfied when I hear him moan.

We reluctantly pull away when the need of oxygen became strong. I look at him, panting slightly. And the face he makes is so beautiful. His red lips, swollen, panting from the intense kiss. His eyes are half open with a flush face. I'm so fucking lucky to call this beautiful son of a bitch mine.

Tim looks to the side, "You think we should head back," saying slightly out of breathe.

I look at the house in the distance, "Maybe, but where's the rush. Babybird."

He looks back and smiles contentedly, " Well, we are invited to this party. It's only respectful that we go back. Then when we come back home, I'm all yours," whispering the last part directly in my ear with a slight purr.

I groan, "Why must you do this to me."

Tim gives me a cheeky smile, "becaus-"

Tim was cut off by loud shots, that could be heard in the direction of the mansion. Along with screams. We both look at each other and break into a run towards the mansion.

*moments earlier*

J.J. POV

Damian is not who I expected to be. Most the time I hear the heir of Bruce Wayne is a demonic, brat. But with the face his sporting right now is saying he's not sure how to talk to girls.

I giggle at the thought, "What's funny?"

I look at Damian and look back the rose garden. Were currently on the roof as we somewhat expertly snuck out. "Nothing, just thinking how adorable your face is getting more closer to a tomato than your natural skin color."

"Uh, I guess that's pretty funny," Damian paused and I look at him. He looks back at me then his face get red again and stares back at the garden, "You have many gardens here, don't you."

"Yeah, the rose garden is mine. So Damian what do you do for hobbies?"

"Well, I like to do a lot of things, but my favorite hobby has to be martial arts."

"Holy Shit. That's cool." I look at Damian, "I like doing jin jutsu."

And before you knew we went of talking about our favorite things and why. It was nice talking to someone my own age and doesn't know what's wrong with me. It's nice for a change.

Are you sure about that?

Leave me alone.

You know I cant do that. After all I am a part of you.

Just go away.

No, I like to see where this conversation goes. To see if he finds out your a freak.

Shut up.

Why should I? You're a good for nothing piece of shit. You're pathetic, you don't even know our name.

Shut up!

Freak. Monster. Werido. Stupid. Useless. Pathetic. Freak. Abomination. Miscreation. Nutcase. Freak. FReak. FREak. FREAk. FREAK. FREAK. FREAK. FREAK.

"SHUT UP," I held my hands over my ears and shut my eyes tightly.

"J.J., are you ok?"

Shit. I look at Damian, slowly removing my hands away from my ears, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Hey it's ok, it was an accident," Damian said putting his hand on my back, "But what was that about, of you dont mind asking."

"If I tell you, you might think I'm a freak," I look down at my knees.

"That's not tru-"

Screams and gunshots were heard from underneath us. I look at Damian with wide eyes, he looks back at me but there was something in his eyes. And I can tell you for sure, that it wasn't fear. Mom.

"What?"

Hadn't realized I said that out loud, "My mom is down there."

I get up and run to the side were we climbed up, "J.J. we should wait for the police to arrive. "

I heard Damian scattering after me, but I cant. I dont want to be left alone. Not again.