𝓭𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓪𝓷 𝔁 𝓪𝓷𝔂𝓪 (modern highschool au)
❝ I-❞
He took a deep breath.
❝ Anya...I like you. ❞
--
Why had he waited so long? Damian realized that Anya, his crush, still had no idea how much he liked her.
He felt like he was running out of time...
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【ＳＥＲＥＮＩＴＹ】 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝔀𝓮𝓵𝓮𝓿𝓮
Damian's first impression upon entering Anya's home?
It was small.
In fact, it was an apartment.
It was like a culture shock to him. He had only ever seen apartments in movies, he'd never actually stepped foot in one. He looked out of a nearby window to see it was still raining outside. It was such a gloomy day outside, he didn't see how she was going to manage to cheer him up but he was willing to give this a try.
Right while he was in the midst of his thought, a towel was thrown at him.
He caught it promptly as he looked up to see a staring Anya.
"What are you talking about? Of course I'm going to be able to cheer you up."
Damian blinked. Had he mistakenly spoken out loud...how had she--
Anya took the towel he still wasn't using and wrapped it around his drying clothes.
"You're lucky I'm amazing."
Damian scoffed taking the towel from her to dry his wet hair.
"Oh, you must be Damian."
He heard a soft unfamiliar voice and looked up to see a black-haired woman walking toward him. She had the most pretty red eyes he had ever seen along with a warm smile that he found calming.
She stopped just a few feet away as she stared at Damian with expecting eyes.
He looked slowly over at Anya, hoping she'd answer his inner question.
Who was this?
"Damian this is my mom."
He nodded slowly.
"And that," Anya said nudging her head over to the couch, "is my dad."
Damian frowned. He already knew that was her dad. He was the one who had driven them here. He watched as Mr. Forger sat drinking a cup of tea, his eyes suddenly snapping up to meet his. Damian looked away at once.
"Let's bake cookies."
Damian tilted his head at the pinkette.
"C-Cookies?"
Anya nodded.
Damian looked around.
"But there's no chef?"
...
Anya rolled her eyes.
"We're going to bake the cookies."
Damian laughed a bit. He thought she was joking but when he looked back at her expression he realized she was dead serious.
