Damian Wayne x assassin reader

This is my mess

It's quiet as they disappear. I sit there against the wall. Looking up to Damian. He shifts into a more neutral pose and walks closer to me.

He crouches down in front of me. My mind is running rampant. They're going to start targeting Damian now. Oh god what have I done. Of it was just me trying to protect him they might now have taken as much of an interest...but he's willing to protect me and that's going to make their brains go. Oh no.

"Why did you step between us?" I whisper out.

He scoffs," I will always step between you and something like that."

I look him in the eyes as he's right in front of me now,"why?"

"Why?Because I don't want you to get hurt, thats why!"I lean up and push myself over onto him into his lap. He drops crossing his legs with me on on top. I face to his chest. My legs Ben on either side of his torso."It was cute and all that you tried to protect me back, but you're like a foot shorter than me, you know" he says with a bit of a scoff.

"Are you insinuating that because I'm smaller than you I'm weak...that's definitely not true because if that's the case you would be the weakest of your brothers." I say with a playful glare to him.

He chuckles, and his hands hold me close to him. Spread out on my back. We sit like that for a while until several people burst through the door."you're late" Damian says looking up at bruce and alfred.

We sit there in silence,"Do you wan to go train...I don't think I'm gonna be able to fall back asleep."

I receive a nod and that's what we do.

That's practically all we do too because bruce requests Damian's help on a mission for the next few days. Only doing surveillance nothing dangerous, but he can't take me with him which worries me.

They weren't supposed to be able to come here...it was supposed to be safe. I messed that up though. Someone left the training equipment set up. The heavy bag looks strangely like them to me, so I throw a very strong punch.

News flash, my wrist said no to said punch. So when I pull it back, I start cradling it. I frustration I throw the hardest round kick I can...and in doing so knock myself off balance sending my other leg out from under me and landing flat on my back..

I wheeze out an ow before sitting up from the ground.

I sit there on the ground cross cross, cradling my wrist, tears cascading down my face in pure frustration.

"wHy..." shakily leaves my lips. "Are you okay? What happened to your wrist?" Sounds from the door way. The image of Dick reminds me that there are still tears on my face.

I quickly wipe them,"it's nothing, I'm fine."

I stand and walk in a rush,"I'll be going now, excuse me."

As I go to run out of the room, dick grabs my arm,"y/n!" I rip myself from his grasp, and start running.

"HEY! Y/n! Y/N!" Sounds down the hall as I make my hasty escape.

I crash into someone as the tears stay welled in my eyes, I can hear Dicks footsteps behind me.

I jump to my feet and run past who I would assume was Jason off the build. I jump out an open window, and run into the trees beside the house.

Root, Jump, tree , swerve, branch, duck. I weave myself through the trees, until I find a nice bush. I use a stick and remove the creepy crawlers from the inside. Then I crawl in and sit there. I curl myself into a ball, still soft on my wrist though it stopped hurting.

"I don't know what to do..." is soft from the ragged sound of my voice. I cry some more, shoving my palm into my eyes. Then the other wiping the tears now with the back of my wrist.

"I don't want them to get hurt. I put them in danger though. What have I done. What do I do. Why is this happening. How do I stop it. They're all in danger because of me, and I can't do anything about it...wait."

If I were to go to them...maybe they would leave the Wayne's alone.

I can imagine telling Damian I'm going, and him saying,"What are you crazy! That's suicide!" Or ,"no way, we'll fight them together." Or maybe even,"No, you don't need to protect me, if anything I need to protect you."

What do I do...

The sound of a plane coming in to land anchors me back into reality. I though Damian and Bruce were going to be gone for a few more days. Why are they back after a few hours.

Did something happen. It was supposed to just be surveillance. What went wrong. Did they try to do something to them...or worse, are they hurt.

I don't want to know. I just was to stay like this. Curled into a ball, to my confirmed knowledge everyone I care about safe. No fighting, no pain, no fear. Just quiet, and peaceful darkness.

I just want everything to stop, and stay stopped. I want no responsibility, no suffering, I do want Damian though. I want him to hold me. He makes me feel safe. I want him to tell me everything is going to be okay.

I just want-

"Y/n!" I hear Damian yell out.

A gasp leaves my lips and from that he finds me quickly.

Crouching outside the bush he is quiet for a second,"Beloved, why are you in a bush?"

I sniffle a bit, and he grows quiet once more.

"My love...are you crying?" He asks in utter confusion and disbelief.

I sniffle once more, and he slides the branches out of the way to see me.