Wear the pajamas but not the briefs.

When Damian emerged from the bathroom, he did so with his hands carrying his dirty clothes, and wearing the white pajama set, Jon could make out the silhouette of Damian's small dick through the fabric, for all his pride, Damian's dick was similar to Jon's dick... When Jon was six. Damian threw Jon's superman briefs at him as he glared at Jon.

"Let's just go to sleep" He grumbled.

Damian slept in Jon's bed, as it was the nice thing to do, while Jon slept on a mattress on the floor. Jon patiently waited for Damian to fall asleep, pretending to sleep as he slowly heard the way Damian's breath slowly grew quieter and quieter, before he could hear a light snoring sound. Once he heard that, he went down to the kitchen, floating as he opened the door as quietly as he could, still floating in order to avoid any form of creaking wooden board. He finally made it to the kitchen, and filled a bowl with warm water, before turning the water off, and floating towards his bedroom again. He noticed that Damian had moved in his sleep, with his hand falling to the side while he laid on his side. Careful to not make a sound, Jon softly placed Damian's hand in the bowl, and looked at him