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The Best

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The smalles and youngest member of the Batfamily, little Damian Wayne, crawls down a hallway of Wayne manor on his hands and knees, making his way to his favorite brother's bedroom. The door is already cracked open slightly so he pushes it farther gently with his tiny, tiny hand. Once there is enough space to continue he goes through, not stopping until he reaches the space of carpet next to the massive bed. He looks up and sees his big brother Dick tucked under the sheets, lips parted as he tries to draw breath, face flushed with fever. His normally bright, electric blue eyes are now hazy and barely open, sweat pouring down his brow. The baby's eyes slant with concern, heart aching at the sight.

"Big Bruduh?"

"Big Brudah" manages to turn his head against the pillow to look down at Damian, forcing a smile onto his dry lips to comfort the child.

"Hey, little D..." he says. "Sorry, I can't play with you today...I'm not feeling very well.: He coughs violently, covering his mouth with his palm to prevent the spread of his infectious germs. Damian cringes slightly; it sounds painful. Dick sinks lower into the matress and sighs, pulling a tissue from the box resting on the nightstand to his side and blowing his nose roughly. He tosses the used tissue onto his bed to join the doezens already strewn like snow around him, creating a barrier of germs.

Little Damian stares at the sight for a little while, mind wandering about what to do. Something finally clicks and he turns, crawling back the way he came in search of what he needed. Several minutes later he returns, now waddling in with his tiny legs, carrying a ice-cold towel in his hands. When he reaches the side of the bed he tosses the towel up to the flat surface of the nightstand before starting his ascent up the bed. He reaches the top without too many difficulties. Dick watches him with curiosity while Damian retrieves the towel he had moved earlier, sighing with relief as the chilling coolness comes into contact with his sizzling skin.

"Thanks, Dami..." he whispers.

The young child nods, a look of satisfaction showing through his domino mask.

Without meaning to, something escapes from the older man's lips before he can catch it.

"I'm hungry..." He hadn't wanted to say it in front of Damian because knowing him, he wouldn't stop until his mission was completed and he didn't want to bother the child anymore. His predictions were right; as soon as the words left Dick's lips, Damian was climbing back down and waddling back downstairs. This time it took nearly 20 minutes before he came back. In his hands he balanced a steaming bowl of chicken noodle soup on top of a thick kitchen towel so as not to burn himself. When he reaches the bed he sets it on the floor, waddling out again to bring in something else. It takes him a lot of effort, more than any kid should have to, to drag in the mini stairs for him to step up to give his big brother his food. Once they are in position he carefully picks the bowl up again and ascends the steps with the utmost caution.

"Alfwed made swoup," he says, holding the bowl out to the sick older man. Dick blinks at the boy, stunned. The looks softens a few moments later however and he takes the container in his hands to set it on his lap. He sits up a bit so that he won't choke when he tries to get the hot food down. He takes the spoon in one hand, swirls it around until he has a good amount of broth, noodle, and chicken it, and lifts it to his lips. He slurps it quietly down and sighs with contentment as the hot liquid soothes his scratchy throat. Damian plops down, taking a seat to watch his Big Brother eat and wait to take the bowl back downstairs. Dick takes a few more sips of delicious healing soup before turning to Damian and smiling warmly.

"Thanks, Damian..." He reaches out with the hand not tainted by sickly germs and strokes the top of the young boy's head softly. Little Damian smiles and giggles a bit with joy.

"You're the best little brother a guy could ask for."
For the "New Addition" category for the contest at :iconbuddahthebobfanclub:

I...I don't even know where this came from, really.
It started out as me wanting to write Dick being the one sick because i've seen quite a few with Damian as the sick boy.

And then I saw that more entries were needed for the contest and a few people pushed me along so I turned it from 10 year old Dami to Baby!Dami.

I kinda feel like I made Damian too OOC...

And weirdly enough I was listening to this while typing this: [link]

. . .Please don't kill me.

COMMENTS ME GUSTA :iconmegustaplz:

Characters (c) DC Comics

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JELSACURA's avatar
Awwwwwwwww *dies because of cuteness overload*