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To put it simply, Damian’s head was killing him.

Two face’s henchmen had found an iron rod and got a lucky shot in before Drake could get him, and Damian’s head was the unlucky target.

At least the drugs were helping dull everything to a more manageable level.

The only downside was well… everything else,

Damian scrunched up his nose at the sight of the soup that Pennyworth had set in front of him. It looked good as all of Pennyworth's dishes, but right now Damian was pretty sure that he was going to hurl if he ate anything more than the slice of bread he had taken with the pills this morning.
Sure the pain was down but the pills were strong and made everything seem off, the pain was dulled but still there, his ears were still ringing and if he moved too quickly he got dizzy.

Yeah, so today sucked.

Scowling at the bowl in front of him, looking so good and warm but his stomach let him know that even a bite would not be allowed to enter.

His distress must have flowed through his scent more than he thought, Though he might have forgotten to make sure he wasn’t projecting his distress at all. Mother would be disappointed.

“It’s alright Master Damian if you don’t feel up to eating right now, I can heat it up for you later.” Pennyworth soothed, picking up the bowl once more before walking away with it, his gentle Bata scent was nice but fleeting as he left the room again.

“Tt” Swallowing the collecting saliva in his mouth, Damian huffed moving to leave the dining room when everything went sideways

Suddenly arms were around him

“Whoa there Lil D” Came a soft voice, the body the voice belonged to was warm and soft, it smelled like Grayson. He felt himself being picked up and held against the man like he was a koala. “Little dizzy pup?” Grayson whispered against his temple.

Scowling he pushed his face as deep as he could into Grayson's neck, wrapping his arms around his shoulders to hide his face better.

“No, I just felt like falling you imbecile” Damian growled out sarcastically, feeling his face heat up at the embarrassment of his lack of skill in front of Father and Drake.

Dick hummed, nodding a little before shooting his dad a smile and turning to walk to his room.

Dick had been sleeping in ( He deserved it okay? A police officer and A full-time night job. He’s a tired boy who deserves to sleep in.) When he got awoken by a phone call from Bruce asking him to come to the Manor. Damian had been grumpy and in pain all day and hadn’t found any relief in anything even going as far as to ask Alfred to take care of Titus today because the outside world was too bright to walk the loyal dog.

Dick of course would come to his pup’s call anytime, anywhere.

Walking up the stairs Dick felt his baby relax in his arms, a small whine coming from his mouth.

Kissing the pup's temple, Dick rubbed his back. “It’s okay baby, why don’t we go cuddle in the nest for a while hm? Sound good?”

Damian nodded feeling a pout form, as he held on tightly to his shirt. “I don’t need babied Grayson...I’m fine.”

“I know but cuddling and comfort aren’t just for pups Dami, everyone is allowed to have them.” Coming to Dick’s door, Dick adjusted his hold on the boy before entering the dark room making sure to close the door gently.

Damian shoved his nose over the Omega’s scent gland, trying to absorb as much as he could before he was put down into the nest. It was Grayson's personal nest for when he knew his siblings needed one on one cuddling time.

“Want to change into one of my shirts baby? Or do you just want to take off your jeans and sleep in your shirt?” Dick smiled at the boy's antics he sat them both on the edge of the nest and sweetened his scent so it was as soothing as it could be for his baby.

Damian just huffed, not feeling inclined to answer. All that mattered was that mom smelled sweet and soft. ‘ Like Carmel and Hazlenut ‘ Damian thought to himself before burrowing deeper into the wonderful scent.

Chuckling Dick nodded before gently moving the boy to the middle of the nest. Ignoring the very cute whine the pup made and the betrayed look in his eyes. Dick stood once more going to his closet and grabbing a well-worn sleeping shirt of his, turning back he climbed into the nest laughing as Damian was in his lap almost immediately.

“Hold on baby, let’s get you into comfier clothes.” Dick cooed tugging the shirt on the boy off, letting him do his own jeans before the large shirt was tugged over his head.

“Your head must be hurting pretty badly for you to be acting like this”

“Shut up Richard! You’re… just warm that's all!” Damian huffed turning to bury his face in the man's chest, making a small hiss of pain when he moved his head into the man.

Cooing Dick leaned down and nuzzled the boy's head before laying down, leaving Damian to lay on his chest as he started grooming the boy gently soothing his baby.

Damian whined but relaxed, closing his eyes tightly.

“That’s it, baby just relax with me for a while. We’ll take more pain medicine in a little while.” Dick cooed scenting the boy.

“I don’t need them.” Turning his head Damian pouted glaring sleepily at mom. ‘They make me feel off and it’s not safe!’ Damian wanted to say but knew the look he would get if he said that. ‘ The Manor is safe and no one will hurt you here’ talk and Damian didn’t want to hear it.

“I know baby, but I also know that they make everything more bearable.” Tilting his head Dick raised his brow at the boy.

Scowling Damian went back to hiding in Dick’s shirt.

Feeling a smile tug at his lips Dick shook his head softly before moving his hand down to tug the blankets over the two of them. “If you don’t want them, baby, then I won’t make you take them. No worries. For now, let’s just sleep it off.”

Damian nodded smiling as the blanket went over his head trapping him on mom’s chest with everything smelling nice and soft and right,

A soft purr filled the otherwise quiet room, the scent of the happy pup and fond Omega was strong enough to fill the whole room and most of the hallway outside the door.

And everything was right in the world.