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jon kent saw one (1) inch of damian's collarbone and decided gotham had become an unsafe environment
bruce: what's wrong with your son?
clark: i don't know i raised him to stop meteors not button waistcoats
damian: i'm literally trained by assassins.
jon: cool. anyway put this jacket back on.
batfamily watching jon appear at mach 3 because damian's shirt shifted half an inch: there he goes again.
jon: they're looking at you.
damian: yes, kent. we're at a gala.
bruce solved jon's crush before jon did. detective skills remain undefeated.
jon's possessiveness isn't "don't touch him."
it's "please nobody perceive him."
thinking about jon using his cape to make portable shade for damian in the sahara and suddenly i need to lie down.
jon: "the sun doesn't get to look at you either."
"Ask me again when we are home... and the doors are locked."
Damian Wayne, congratulations on making an invulnerable Kryptonian completely malfunction.