Damian One Shots

Overwhelmed Damidick platonic

Damian is 11, he is living at Wayne manor with his father and 3 older brothers. He has a hard time getting along with his father because he doesn't know how to communicate his feelings. Thankfully he has a big brother that can help him.

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Dick walked into Wayne manor. He had just gotten home from a long day of work at the police station in Blüdhaven. Immediately he could hear shouting coming from the study upstairs. He walked into the kitchen where Alfred was preparing food.

"Evening Al, what is going on?" Dick gestured upstairs.

"The young master Damian snuck out yesterday sir, his father just found out."

*Sigh* "I'll go talk to them."

"Much appreciated master Dick." Dick walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs to the study. He knocked and opened the door but neither Bruce or Damian seemed to notice.

"I'm an assassin father. A master of disguise and escape. You can't keep me locked up here!"

"I can and I will! Can't you see that I'm only trying to protect you?"

"I don't need protection, I do fine on my own."

"YOU ARE 11!"

"I'M AN ASSASSIN!!"

"NOT ANYMORE!"

"Uh hum." Damian and Bruce turned to Dick who had faked coughed to get their attention. "Can I help?"

"If you can explain to him why it's dangerous to go out alone without telling anyone, then fine go ahead."

"Well maybe Grayson could explain to you father how strong I am and that I don't need any of you."

"IF THAT'S THE CASE THEN LEAVE AND GO BACK AND LIVE WITH YOUR MOTHER IF YOU THINK SHE CAN GIVE YOU A BETTER LIFE."

"Bruce calm down." Bruce stared at Dick but Dick only gestured down to Damian who looked upset. He was looking into the ground, clenching his fist, probably to contain his emotions.

*Sigh* " I'm sorry Damian. Please don't leave. We want you here with us. I just... lost my temper." Bruce kneeled to Damians level and put a hand on his shoulder but Damian only shrugged it off and gave Bruce a death glare.

"Maybe I should go back to her. Then you wouldn't have to bother yourself with me anymore." He ran out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Bruce sighed and got up. "Dick, do you think you could talk to him before dinner?"

"Of course. But you know you should really go easier on him. Remember, he doesn't know any better. Not because he is a kid but because he has literally never known anything else." Dick walked into the hallway, walking to Damians room. When he reached the door he gave it a soft knock.

"GO AWAY!"

"Damian it's Dick, can I please come in?" No answer, so he opened the door peeking his head in. He saw Damian sitting on the bed hiding his face in his knees. Dick smiled a sad smile. "Why didn't you answer me?" His voice was soft as to not upset Damian further.

"I thought that if I ignored you you might go away."

"Not the way it works in this family kid." Dick sat down on the bed next to Damian. "I get that this is hard for you, but what's going on. You and I didn't fight this much when I was batman and you were Robin."

"Father isn't as easy to get along with."

"True, Bruce is difficult but why have you started to sneak out all of a sudden. You're doing it a lot."