Homework
Superboy POV
I watch as Damian reads over my math answers "This one's wrong, You need to multiply it by 2 instead of 4" Damian says pointing to a question, If I'm being honest I'm not paying attention, I was looking at all of Damian's facial features, He is a very good-looking guy If I'm being honest.
"-ent, Kent, Jon!" Damian yells "Huh? What?" I say picking my head up from my hand "I've been calling you for the past 2 minutes, are you not listening to me?" He says with an annoyed expression on his face "Uh no- I mean yes! I was-I just zoned out..." I say trailing off, my eyes trailing to his lightly chapped lips.
"I'm bored," I say dragging out the 'or' "Let's do something, play games, Or maybe I don't know, watch a movie..." I say looking at my paper, fidgeting with my hands
"When we're done, you are welcome to go home, play games, and watch all the movies you desire, But for right now, father thought It'd be a good idea for me to help you, Stay focused." He said sternly and annoyed, I sigh in annoyance "Are we friends Damian? or am I still just your 'teammate'?" I say putting quotations around 'Teammate'
"Why does that matter?" He asks raising his eyebrow "It just does, Am I your friend?" I ask sounding desperate, Damian sighs narrowing his eyes at me "We do 'hang out' outside of school and work, so I suppose we are... friends..." He mutters the last part but I can still hear it even without my super hearing
"You sound annoyed, do you not want to be friends?" I asked tilting my head curiously "Not really..." He mutters to himself
"Oh..." I say sadly looking back at my paper sadness filling my whole mood "This is the first assignment of your freshman year, we need to get this done so you understand the rest of the year." Damian says tapping a pencil on my paper "Pay attention and listen." He orders, erasing my wrong answer
"I can't, My brain is melting, and thanks to your honesty my heart hurts," I say putting my head on the table, Damian sighs in annoyance "Jon, you're acting childish. Pick your head up and do this question, this assignment is due tomorrow." He says hitting me on the back of the neck with a pencil
"You asked I answered, now stop being childish," He says "If you don't wanna be friends, then why do you say we are? That's not like you Damian, If you don't like something you make it very clear." I say putting my head in my palm, He narrows his eyes at me through his mask, and I hear his heartbeat increase making me nervous.
"Because I...." He trails off thinking looking at the table we're sitting at "Damian?" I ask worried his heartbeat is picking up at a fast pace "Damn..." I hear him mutter, He grabs my shirt pulling me toward him, I thought he was gonna punch me but he did the exact opposite
He KISSED me, I sit there frozen in shook, he breaks the kiss soon after, too soon for my liking 'I didn't even get to kiss back' I thought as the surprised feeling went away, Damian just stares at me for a few seconds then clears his throat "Your father won't be happy if he finds out you didn't finish your homework." He says his heart beat as fast as ever
Both of our faces heat up as the silence between us grows louder (That makes sense right?)
"Damian I..." I say hesitantly "Don't. Just answer the question" He says gesturing to the paper in front of me, This time it was my turn, I grab Damian by the front of his hood cape thing and kiss him, He kisses back with no hesitation.
He breaks the kiss but I pull him back for more, this kiss is more aggressive and heated than the rest, lasting longer than the other 2. We pull back for air. I pull Damian on top of me, and he hovers over me in between my legs as I warp them around his waist
He tangles his hands in the side of my hair his other hand sliding under my shirt roaming my chest and stomach, I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him down more, closer to my face as I deepen the kiss.
He bits my lip asking for entrance which I grant, His tongue roams my mouth and I moan slightly as he does so, He's skilled, which is kind of odd, because I don't remember him being in any sort of relationship, he always said they were a 'waste of time'.
We both break the kiss for a little thing called oxygen as saliva connects our mouths, both of us panting as I loosen my grip on his neck and waist.
"Damian, Can- we... Do that, more?" I say in between pants for air "Yeah... We can..." He says sitting up "But for now... Homework." He says handing me a pencil "Dang it..." I say as I roll my head back in annoyance "Homework Jonathan, Now." He says strictly as he gives me a glare.