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"Ah, dang it," he grumbled, typing a "Can't wait to see you again" to send it quickly and without delay, before realising that he had actually done it. He panicked for a moment, but after all, Damian could have read it as just another message... right? Well, no. Maybe not.[...]"Mhn, yeah, great.""Is something wrong, Jonno?"Jon hid his head in his shoulders at his father's worried tone, and sighed a few moments later. "It's just, well - can I talk to you about something?" he said suddenly, taking courage, and his father looked at him."You can talk to me about anything, son""Remember... when I told you and mom I liked boys too?"