Damian Wayne x assassin reader

My room

He pulls a first aid kit up, that I assume was his personal first aid kit because it doesn't look anywhere close to one that'd you'd get at a normal store.

He raises up my wrist and starts wrapping it. While he does so I decide to pry, "so what was it you were thinking about." His movements make a slight falter that would probably have been missed if I wasn't trained to notice this type of thing and focusing so intently on his movement.

"It was nothing."

I giggle a bit,"sure it wassss".

He glanced up at me and I grin,"It's okay to ask for another kiss Damian."

He smiles and continues working.

I keep watching for a bit and when he finishes and closes the first aid kit, I'm on my back against his bed.

He hovers over me, I have my hands close to my chest resting against me, and I lift them a bit to get his full attention when I see his thoughts start to move. I place my none injured hand gently starting with my finger tips against his chest,"Damian?"

He raises a hand and stays leaned over me, running a hand along the side of my face. Gently moving a small hair away from my face and brushing his finger tips against my cheek.

He becomes more firm with that movement and moves his hand to caress my face , his fingers now inching closer to behind my head.

"Can I kiss you beloved?"

I push into his hand a slight bit in surprise and then nod.

He rubs his thumb up and down on my cheek before starting to lean down his face coming closer to me.

I keep my eyes on his emerald eyes. The gorgeous color making my breathing sway.

I feel the heat radiating from his face inch closer...

And closer...

And closer, until our noses brush against each other.

"I am so in love with you" he says his eyes flickering to my lips and then slowly coming back to me.

I see him grin a cocky smirk and then move away in surprise hiding his face. when a knock sounds from the door.

I giggle a bit in embarrassment and then get up and walk across the room to open the door. As i brush my fingers against the door I feel the room shift with Damian now behind me.

Cracking open the door I see Dick."Hey Grayson."

He narrows his eyes,"Were back to that? I thought you liked me more." He said with a small laugh."Is it because I grabbed your arm in the hall earlier? I swear I was only trying to get you to calm down a bit. You looked frantic and scared. Like something was really wrong plus I saw that punch you threw it didn't look good for your wrist. Are you okay?"

I nod my head,"Yeah, Damian wrapped it for me. Its not a bad break, it'll heal. You don't have to worry."

he raises an eyebrow,"oh. Well, I'm always here to talk later."

He turns around and i release a breath as I start closing the door.

"Make sure to use protection",  he yells while walking down the hallway. I feel my breathing hitch and my face burst into flames. I slam the door the rest of the way an then turn back to Damian. 

He places his arm over my head, resting it all the way back from forearm to elbow. I see his ears a bright shade of red and then look to his eyes. then lips. then back to his eyes."Stupid Grayson, he couldn't have had worse timing."

I bite my lip a bit anxious over our position. Its not that I don't trust Damian with my whole heart its just that this makes me feel so vulnerable and i'm not totally used to that. He darts his eyes to mine, a sharp glare laid upon them."He should just stay out of it, it's none of his business. What did he mean though when he said he grabbed your arm?"

I gasp a bit with his gaze upon me and looked down, meeting with his chest. "I was freaking out earlier and trying to run away and I didn't notice he was there till I ran into him and when I tried to run away he grabbed my arm to ask if I was okay. I kinda just ran off though."

I see how tense he is and place my hands against his chest,"You don't have to worry, he didn't do anything wrong. And if he did, I would have kicked his ass. Okay love?"

He nods with a small scoff, "You broke your wrist, how do you would have won?"

I shrug,"Because i've fought with worse injuries than a broken wrist, against more ruthless people."

"That doesn't mean you would have one, and how do I know that they weren't going easy on you then"

 chuckle a bit and look down,"I wouldn't be alive if I hadn't won, and they would still be alive if they had one, so I doubt they were going easy."

We sit there quiet for a second a breathy "oh" leaves his lips.

He leans his head down and forward more and I lean forward a bit too. We rest our heads against each other."I wish that hadn't happened." He says quietly.

I nod my head,"If i'm right you've had a similar experience so the feeling is mutual." We sit like that for a few minutes until he abruptly leans back up and excuses himself from the room.

I watch him leave and walk down the hallway, before closing the door again and sliding down it.

I drop my head when my butt hits the floor, letting my knees clink together while I sit there on the floor, my neck starts to hurt so I move my head back against the door. I drop my arms onto my knees and let my fingers mess with each other my head letting lose my thoughts and a heavy sigh leaving my lips.

I look towards the bed where Damian and I had been not to long ago. I replay those moments, how it felt to have him so close to me, how it looked being that close to him, thinking about the warmth that I had felt in my chest.

I love him.