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Damian needed some time alone.
After his and Jon's breakup, he needed to take a breath of fresh air. Even though they'd ended things in a good way, staying friends, it still hurt.
And so, he found himself on top of a building, sitting on the ledge just to take some air. Because he thought it'd be common knowledge that the air is always better on top of a fifty-story building.
But apparently, to his brothers (and dad), it wasn't.
Damian drew in a breath, the air smelled like the ocean, which is kinda weird now that he thinks about it. Because how can it smell like the ocean if he's 600 feet in the air?? But that's not important. He looked down to the ground, gripping the railing so he wouldn't fall, when he heard someone scream his name.
"DAMIAN!!"
The young Wayne turned around only to see Grayson running at him.
"Damian! Are you stupid?! Don't do it please!!" Upon further inspection, Damian saw that his older brother (Don't tell Dick he said that) had tears threatening to fall at his eyes.
Damian barely had time to register what Dick even meant that he found he was being pulled.
He opened his eyes just to see his three older brothers (and his dad), all staring at him with some sort of expression on their faces he couldn't quite make out.
"are-are you okay Dami?" Grayson asked, on the verge of crying. Damian almost felt bad. Almost.
"Is this because of Jonathan?" Bruce said, a scowl sitting on his face.
Tim didn't say anything.
A short silence followed. Damian sitting in confusion while he was held by the collar by Jason.
"Alright I'll get straight to the point demon brat because you're too fucking dense to understand, why did you want to kill yourself?" Jason finally asked.
Damian took less then a second to register what Jason said before immediately getting defensive and trying to reason himself, waving his hands around to emphasise the fact he isn't trying to kill himself.
"I was just trying to take a breath of fresh air! I thought it was common knowledge that the air was better up on a building!!" He spat out.
They suddenly stopped panicking.
"So you aren't suicidal?" Grayson asked, his face relaxing in a more of supportive-older-brother kinda way and not in a I-just-witnessed-my-baby-brother-dying kinda way.
"No! I never was and I never will be!" Damian exasperated. "Jesus" He pinched his nose.
They were now sitting in an uncomfortable silence.
"Uhm" What did Tim want now. "May I add something?" He asked.
"Go ahead"
"I still think Jon is at fault here." That statement seemed to have awakened somthing in the seemingly dormant state of Jason as he screamed. "I'LL KILL HIS ALIEN-ASS"
And to say this all started because he wanted to have some calm. But, Damian should have expected it, after all it is the Wayne family.