[ON HOLD] Two Sides of the Same Coin (Damian Wayne x reader)

Chapter 17

 Our bare feet echoed on the tiled floor of the bathroom. Damian had untied me to allow me to take a bath. I was still covered of blood – Dick and mine – dirt and mud. The only condition was that someone would be with me inside of the bathroom.

He had offered to ask Kate to be the one but I quickly refused. My emotional state was a mess and I didn't need to add a confrontation with her. I was emotionally drained, physically tired. The training at the League was to make sure its soldiers would not let feelings lead their actions. Act with your brain, not with your heart. I had lived that way for so long that I had forgotten how tiring having feelings was.

So Damian was the one to stay inside of the bathroom, when the rest of the Bat family was waiting in the other side of the door, in case I try anything to escape. Surely listening to anything that could be said between us too.

He started running the bath, hot water filling the tub quickly. I undressed myself slowly. The wound of my tight was burning a little but I had felt worse. My eyes accidentally crossed the mirror above the sink. I looked like on the verge of dying of exhaustion.

Then I found Damian's eyes in the mirror. I was complete naked in front of him, but I wasn't feeling uncomfortable. My body was just an envelope, a weapon. His eyes felt on my back and I could see his gaze moving, scar after scar.

I didn't have many of them because as a woman, the League finds use to it as a trap, a bait to lure easy men. So the punishment I had didn't leave many marks.

Damian finally looked away to stop the water running. Then, he stepped away from the bathtub to let me go in, looking at the wall. I was about to go inside of the steaming water when his voice broke our silence.

"Careful with your bandage. You shouldn't wet it."

I rose an eyebrow his way. His eyes were still staring at the tiled wall.

"If I do, would you change it?" I asked.

"Yes."

I could be wrong, but I thought I saw a light blush on his cheek. Or it could be the heat in the bathroom.

I went into the water, welcoming the warmth. My bandage immediately became soaked and the pain went straight into my leg, but I ignored it. I laid down, water covering my body up to my chin. I let out a sigh, closing my eyes, my muscles relaxing.

After a few minutes, I glanced at him. He had sat on the floor, his back leaning against the bathtub. It was weirdly comforting, to be here, with him. Almost, like it was supposed to be that way from the beginning.

"Y/n ..." my name leaving his lips made me shivered into the hot water.

"Yes?"

He pressed the back of his neck on the edge of the bathtub, looking toward the ceiling, staring at nothing.

"How ... What happened after I joined my father?"

What happened to you was the shadow of his question. I sighed, slipping a bit more into the warmth of the bath, water up to my chin, brushing against my lower lip.

"She made us chase every single man that work for her enemies. We killed them and ... their family with them. It was bloody and seemed endless." I pressed a hand against my eyes. "It was at that time that I killed for the first time. When you were still there, we had learned tortured and chasing after our targets but we never ..." I stopped, biting my lower lip.

"Who was it?" he asked in a whisper.

"Talia didn't give me a name. It was a woman. She had been captured and Sensei tortured her for information. She was already begging for death. Talia asked me to get rid of her. At that time I was ... angry, enraged by your departure and Ra's al Ghul's death. A sweep of my katana and I crossed the line I could never crossed back ... ever again. I remembered wondering how so much blood could be in a body. I remembered I got scared because ... because I has felt nothing. No anger, no fear, no guilt, nothing."