Damian Wayne x assassin reader

So they are planning something

Its been a few days since I broke my wrist, and since then I've been really quiet. I'm trying to figure out what could be brewing for Damian and me. What THEY are planning to do to us. What I can do to stop it.

I look at my wrapped up wrist and start poking it. The spot that hurts the most gives a searing pain, so I poke next to it where it's more dull.

It helps me stop thinking as much. I just keep doing that. My eyes locked on the point of contact.

I just keep doing that letting my mind go blank. The repetitive motion is somewhat soothing to me and it makes me feel more at peace for a minute.

I hear footsteps approaching the room. The sound of them is closest to Damian's so I know it's him when he walks in the room,"My love what are you doing?"

I don't really have an answer so I kinda just shrug. I feel like crap right now worrying over what They will do.

He moves closer to me and further into the room,"My father said he has some information about what they are planning."

I jump up so fast out of the chair, that when I react to catch it my hand I end up hitting my wrist against it in the save.

The loud sound from the chair echos, and I slowly move from the chair my hand hovering over it for a second. Very slowly moving away,"Stay."

He scoffs and I look up,"What?"

The corners of his mouth raise just enough to register it as a smile,"You know the chair is an inanimate object right? It's not going to listen to your command."

I roll my eyes,"Whatever." I then straighten up," You said your father  had information on them?! Where is he!?"

He turns, and starts walking meaning he's leading the way.

As we walk I see him glance back and slow his pace to walk beside me, the opposite side of my broken wrist . It's very obvious his intentions for about a second before he stops walking turns to me and explicitly states "I want to hold your hand, may I beloved?"

The hand held out in front of me is gloved with his suit, but I don't really care much about that right now and gladly accept."Of course my love."

He grabs my hand delicately, before I move my hand up and lace our fingers together.

The gloves are a bit leathery and smooth but at the same time I feel the grips on them against my palm.

Our fingers are laced and he runs his thumb over mine while looking at our hands.

I smile,"You can always hold my hand love."

He nods and we keep walking him now leading me by my hand down the hall.

I take a second before we enter the room to be met with information that could change everything from here on out.

When I walk into the room, the large screen shows documents and photos and extensive amounts of information pertaining to THEM. 

I look at Bruce and he starts speaking without his eyes leaving the documents at first.

"It looks as though the organization that you were priorly concerned with has been destroyed, entirely wiped out and the prior affiliates and their people appear to have been...exterminated."

I just stare for a second, what.

They're dead, the organization has been destroyed.

By who?

How?

"What."

He spins around in the chair and looks at me,"They appeared to have been wiped out by the league of assassins due to inability to go through with an agreement."

I stand there for a second, tears cascading down my face in shock, disbelief, joy, and guilt. Wha- The agreement with me wasn't it. Oh my god. They're all dead. Its my fault. But i'm free. They aren't after me anymore. They cant and wont hurt me or Damian. They're all dead. I- I cant believe this. 

I feel my knees give out from beneath me, and I fall to the ground. The sting in my knees hardly registers with me for a second. I put my free hand to my mouth and sob into it. My other hand still in Damian's, now raised higher than before.

I sit there with the tears falling down my face, one hand in Damian's the other on my mouth as I sob.

I look up at Damian, and he leans down letting go of my hand to pick me up. I latch onto his front, wrapping my legs around his waist and shoving my face into the crook of his neck while my arms hold me up going around the back of his neck.

He holds me up against him. I let out a sob and I feel him rub my back with one hand while the other supports me and keeps me from sliding off him.

I feel him start walking away while carrying me. 

Im not even sure what im crying for. Am I happy, or sad, or shocked. Its all just overwhelming and just so so much. 

I can only really process one thing though,"I'm free."

He sits us down on what I assume is either my bed or his bed.

I take deep breaths while calming down and staring towards him. "I cant believe that im free."

He nods,"And if They were trained as well as you I doubt we'll have to worry about the league interfering in our life for some time."

We hug each other."What should we do with this new found freedom?"He asks me.

I lean back,"Maybe I can patrol with you more often, and go out more."

He nods," Beloved would you be willing to go on a date with me to the Ocelot? My father meet with friends there once before, and its supposed to be quite amusing."

I nod my head,"I would love too."

He nods,"If theres anything else you want to do then we can do that as well."

I look down at my hands,"Do you think we can go to an amusement park?"

He is quiet for a second,"I believe that Amusement Mile is the closest Amusement part to us. Would you do the honor of accompanying me to Amusement Mile in 1 week?"

I nod my head,"Of course."

We sit there silently before a faint beep rings from Damian. He touches his ear piece and I can faintly hear Bruce calling him to the cave.

He looks at me,"My love would you like to go patrolling again tonight? We'll have to be careful because of your wrist, but I believe you would be great company to keep while we make sure everything is in check at Gotham Docks."