Made the first part like 2 months ago but fuck it I want a follow up

Damian- 10
Dick- 20
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It wasn't a secret that Damian had been acting strange. Anyone could see it, it was just that some people chose to ignore it. These people were mostly Jason and Tim, but even they didn't completely ignore their brother's weird behavior. It was always in the back of their minds whether they wanted it to be or not.

Dick was the first person to say something about it. Everyone (except for Damian) was in the Batcave– Damian probably in his room where he spent most of his time now, unless he was training or on patrol of course. Anyways, everyone was in the Batcave when Dick mentioned it.

"Has anyone else noticed something wrong with Damian lately?" Dick asked. Bruce, Tim, and Jason all looked up from what they were doing previously. "I guess so. He's a lot more quiet, I like him better now." Tim replied with a grin. Dick hit him upside the head, "Don't be mean, he's obviously upset about something."

Tim held his head, "Well I don't know! I've been busy with cases." Jason nodded in agreement. Dick looked over to Bruce who seemed to be oblivious of the situation. "He's your son, you should know what's wrong!" Dick said, getting upset himself. No one said a word. "Fine! If none of you even care about a child's feelings, then I will!" Dick yelled, heading up to the manor.

When Dick had made it up, he approached Alfred who had been dusting shelves in one of the many hallways. "Hey Alfie, do you know where Damian is?" He asked, slightly distressed. "He is in his room as always. Is something the matter?" Alfred answered, and in return, asked his own question.

"I'm just checking on him, he's seemed upset lately. I'm worried." Dick answered honestly. "Well I do hope you can figure out what's wrong." Alfred said with a smile, going back to dusting. Dick smiled back and walked away, starting up the stairs.

He walked down the long hallway until he reached Damian's room. Dick gently knocked on the door, but hard enough for Damian to hear on the other side. "Hey Dami, can I come in?" Dick asked calmly. "No, go away Grayson." Damian answered back. His voice wavered which confused Dick. "Please? I just want to talk." Dick pressed further. He heard Damian sigh. "Fine, it's unlocked."

Dick was slightly happy he wasn't going to be pushed away. When he opened the door he saw Damian sitting cross-legged on his bed. Small tear tracks traced (wow that's a tongue twister) his face and his eyes were a bit puffy and red. "Have you been crying?" Dick asked, surprised. He's never seen Damian cry before. Damian quickly wiped his eyes with his sleeve. "Of course not Grayson," Damian snapped, "I don't cry."

"Everyone cries Damian," Dick said, walking over and sitting next to Damian on the bed, "it's nothing to be ashamed of."
"Father doesn't cry." Damian replied. Dick laughed a little at that. "You believe that? You shoulda seen him whenever one of us got kidnapped by the Joker." Dick said. He was relieved when a small smile appeared on Damian's face.

Dick placed his hand on Damian's knee, "So what's wrong? You've hardly said a word lately." Damian shoved Dick's hand off his knee and glared. "Like you would care." He replied, irritated. "Of course I care, you're–" Dick started, but Damian cut him off. "You didn't seem to care this past month. You haven't said anything to me and you ignore me all the time! It's like I'm not even there." Damian snapped, but said the last part quietly.

Sudden realization hit, and Dick felt awful. He hasn't said anything to Damian, he hadn't even glanced at him. "Damian, I'm so sorry, I've been really busy lately." Damian glared at him, but it wasn't near as intense as some other looks he's given. This one was more sad– like kicking a puppy. (No one ever do that, that's like the worst thing you could ever do)

"Save it," Damian said softly, "that's what everyone has said. Sometimes I'm just flat out ignored." Dick looked at Damian and right then he felt the worst he's ever had. Damian looked so upset, so unimportant. That's when Damian suddenly stood up from his bed. "Great talk Grayson, made me feel so much better." He said sarcastically as he turned to leave.

Dick grabbed his hand as he turned, though. He looked right into his eyes and Damian did the same. "Damian you are so important to me. If I lost you I would never be the same." Dick said in a serious but gentle tone. Damian opened his mouth to speak. "No. I'm not done. I know everyone feels the same way I do. Tim and Jason may not show it, but they care about you. Don't even get me started on how Bruce would react if you were gone. What I'm trying to say is..you're important to everyone here. I love you Damian." Dick finished.

Damian's face was in complete shock by Dick's little speech and more specifically, the last words to it. Of course Dick has said he loves him in the past, but Damian never really believed it. This time was different. He knew he meant it and it felt good that he knew. He felt..loved. "I love you too, Grayson."

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This took me 2 DAYS to write

I'm happy with it tho so it was worth it. I had so many plans with the ending but I'm glad I chose the happy one (it was originally just gunna be depressing throughout) Well I hope you liked it!