Hi and yes I know how that looks^^ but 1) it's true and 2) I find it funny. Reverse! Batfamily, I'm sorry I'm so obsessed with this but I love it more than myself.

Damian:17
Dick:13

Damian was sitting in his room, brooding. He hated this stupid family and they hated him. He was meant for so much more and he gave it up for them yet they didn't care. They didn't appreciate him or like him for that matter. Well that wasn't entirely true, one family member did. That was Dick, who seemed to like everybody. His friendship was important to Damian, even if he never admitted it. What was he to the others? Demon spawn, annoying, aggravating. But to Dick he was a good friend, brother and an alright person. That's probably why he began to cry realizing the circus kid was his only friend. It's also why Dick came to help.

Said young boy was walking past Damian's door when he heard sniffling. He frowned and looked around. No one else was home so at least he could help Damian without him pushing Dick away. Damian always cared what the others thought of him and Dick knew that. Damian was abrasive at best but he deserved love like the other brothers. Dick knocked on the door lightly. "Dami? Can you let me in?" he asked calmly. 

"Go away Grayson!" Damian yelled, facing away from the door. 

"I'm coming in," Dick replied, opening the door. The acrobat walked in and sat beside Damian. "What's wrong?" he asked after a moment of silence.

"Nothing, get out!" But Dick stayed and climbed over to see his face. He smiled at Damian. "When have I ever done what you told me?" Damian ignored him, scowling at the bed sheets. "Leave me alone!" 

"Dami please, tell me what's wrong. You can tell me."

With anger coursing through him, Damian punched Dick in the face so hard that Dick was sent backwards on the bed. It wasn't the type of punch he'd used in training either. It was  like when he punched criminals. He realized what he did and immediately softened, feeling guilty. "Grayson?" he asked quietly. Dick pushed himself up, tears in his eyes. "Grayson, I'm so sorry," Damian told him, moving to help. Dick flinched making both boys cry more. "D-Dami, d-did you me-mean that?" Dick asked, holding his now bruising cheek. 

"What? No! Why would I? I just got angry," he answered. Dick managed a smile, 

"Feel any better?" he asked. Damian shook his head then looked down in shame.

Small arms hugged him and made him feel better. "Even if I'm your only friend, I'll love you on behalf of everyone," Dick told him determinedly. It was hard to believe this kid was 13. Damian laughed at him. "You're an idiot Grayson," he said lovingly. "Sorry about the...punch." Dick shrugged. "I get hit all the time, it's fine. If it bruises I'll blame it on a mission with Young Justice."

"Thanks Grayson, for talking." Dick pulled away with a goofy smile.

 "Wow Damian said thank you and sorry in the same day? Extraordinary," he joked.

He got off the bed and began to walk away. "Oh if you want to punch something, try not to punch me and punch a wall or something. That's what I do." Damian nodded, pushing the wall punching lecture to another day.