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When Jonathan came to the other Earth, he thought he'd never love again. But when he saw the other Damian... He couldn't imagine a world without him. He was beautiful, almost as beautiful as his Damian.
When he first met him after a mission from Kal-el that caused him to get lost between dimensions, he ended up in a dimension with a new Damian, of course he didn't immediately-
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A loud crash echoed from outside his hidden city in Nanda Parbat, he was worried of course and immediately ran over to where he heard the crash, with a few guards of course.
But then he saw .. a.... Person? The guards were about to attack, but Damian held a hand up, signaling to wait. He slowly paced over there, wondering what human could possibly do this much damage. When he made it the seemingly still alive corpse, it was smoking. He lightly touched it's neck, checking his pulse, still alive.
"Take him to my Chambers, alive." He ordered, standing up, walking back to his room, letting his guards deal with lifting the creature.
When they finally made it to his bedroom (A few minutes after Damian himself), they stayed... "Go on, leave me." He ordered, and they left.
Damian was more than confused on how to treat someone who was apparently indestructible, he couldn't even sitch him up! He decided to focus on tying to wake him up, He dropped a lamp on him
CRASH
"O-ow! What the-" The creature paused when he saw him for some reason, "... Damian...?" The thing asked with hearts in his eyes, literally.
"How do you know of my name, Creature!?"
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Okay, maybe he did immediately fall for the other Damian, he just couldn't help it! It you saw how gorgeous he was, you wouldn't be judging him.
After all the 'I come from a different dimension' talk Damian seemed, still on edge, like he thought he was lying, but he also seemed conflicted.
Soon, Damian realized he was a worthy friend, and Foe. Once Damian started fully trusting him, he let him in his room without a guard accompanying them. He was all alone with him. Together. Alone. And soon Jon became his own personal guard!!
After another while, Damian found out Jon-el would do anything for him, anything. He used that to his advantage, kisses, hugs where he purposely rubbed himself against him, bending over.
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Today was one of those days where Damian, though the demons head, didn't feel like doig doing the usual demons head things so of course, he made Jon do it.
"Oh, Jon~!" He called out from his spot on his bed, Jon immediately appeared, flying and superspeed really came in handy
"Yes, My Love?" He asked, gently grabbing his hand and kissing up Damian's arm. Which he sometimes let him do if he really needed something from him
"Would you be a Doll, and (Insert Demon's head task or smth idfk)?~" He asked, pulling his hand back to cup Jon's chin pulling him closer to his face
"Anything for you, قلبي" He agreed, wrapping his arms around Damian's waist as the smaller pulled him in for a kiss
"شكراً لكِ يا حبيبتي، سأحرص على أن أشكركِ لاحقاً.." He said inbetween kisses, pulling him even closer.
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Jon is the ultimate simp, no matter what universe