Based off a writing prompt
"They were looking, but I didn't care, - I ran to him anyway"
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It was the afternoon, In a tall tower overlooking Manhattan stood a teenage male with black hair tipped with white, fairly tanned skin and red glowing eyes and also stood at the height of 5'3. The teen wore a loose black t-shirt with a tight white vest overtop and black pants and high tops. A silver chain hung from his neck. He was standing In the middle of a lounge type room, his head hung and his arms crossed as he stared at the floor. A tall, older, teenage female brunette with emerald green eyes approached the shorter male and rested a hand upon his shoulder. "They'll be back." She softly spoke. The male tilted his head so she was In his line of sight. "Do we really know that? They've been gone for months." He whispered In a doubtful voice, averting his red eyes from her emerald ones. "I have a feeling they'll be back." She responded and quieted down when two adults entered the room. One, a male with dark brown hair, a goatee and hazel eyes. The other, a shorter female with curly, red hair and emerald green eyes much like the female teen. "You still upset? I'm sure your friends are fine." The male spoke up, the redhead smacked him on the arm, glaring at him from the corner of her eye. "What your father Is trying to say Is, we're certain they're not dead." She corrected. "Like that's more comforting." Huffed the short teenage male. "Would you rather be told they were dead?" Questioned the redhead, she only got a shake of his head and a quiet "No.". Silence fell upon the group, the younger teenager having multiple scenarios flash through his head. He tried to rid of his worry, but It had been months since they had gone. To say he was just worried would be a lie. He was quite terrified for his friends. "What do they mean to you?" Asked the adult male after a bit, the teenagers looked to them. "A lot." Answered the female. "More than you know." Muttered the male. Before the adult was able to question them further, the elevator behind them dinged. The four became alert at the noise. The teenage male slowly turned towards the elevator. Out of the elevator came a male around the height of 6'3 who was quite muscular and fairly tanned with raven black hair and steel grey eyes. His clothing was ripped here and there and had few wounds, but none too serious. Out with him came an African American male with a few more wounds and a couple others that were dressed In super suits. The teenager with red eyes locked eyes with the grey eyed male. Without a care that the others were watching him, he turned fully towards the male and ran towards him. Within seconds, he was In the arms of the other. Arms wrapped around the taller male's neck as his face was buried In the other's shoulder. He was shaking as his grip tightened. "I thought I lost you." Came a whisper from him, enough to break the silence around the room. The taller male released a breath he didn't know he was holding. He had picked the shorter teen up when he ran at him. "You won't ever lose me." He whispered In response. The two didn't care that they were being watched. Stared at even. Not even when the younger male pulled his face from the other's shoulder and smashed his lips to the taller male's. They were just happy to be reunited. Reunited after a surprise attack on their home caused them to be apart for months on end without knowing If the other was alive or not. When the two pulled apart, the brunet male snapped out of his shock first.

"You have a lot to explain."

A/N Awe! Epic_Emma22 suggested I write a Hunter x Damian again! So I wrote a happy one this time! <3