Damian x Anya Oneshots

Introducing Him

Author's Note: Anya is 17 years old and Damian is 18 years old.

I made another part where Damian introduces Anya to his parents. This oneshot is the other way round.

Requested by Lilusisu11

-

Damian's POV:
I've already met Anya's father so this should be fine. Well, I haven't met him since I was six.

"Damian, you ready?" Anya walks into my room. I nod. Taking her hand, we walk out of my dorm and leave the campus.

We take a walk towards the bus stop, waiting for the bus. "You nervous?" My girlfriend asks me. "A bit," I chuckled, "I'll be fine though."
Anya nodded as the bus arrived. Taking our seats, I looked out of the window, wondering about how this will go. Will they like me?

"I'm sure they'll love you, Damian."
How did she-
"O-Oh yea... Thanks." Did she just read my mind?
I feel Anya stiffen next to me. I take her hand again. It's cold.

"You seem to be more nervous than me, Anya." I turn to her. Her face is pale as snow. She shakes her head, "No! No! I'm completely fine!"

I smile at her goofiness . She's so adorable.

Finally, we arrive at the stop next to her home. It's a small appartment, I believe.
We walk inside the building and make our way upstairs. We stop at the front of the door. "You ready?" She asks me. "Of course." I say. Before I could knock the door, a tall blonde figure opens the door. How did he- Did he know we were outside already?

"Papa!" Anya hugs him, as she's embraced into his arms. I smile at the wholesome interactions. "Hello Anya. How are you?"
"I'm fine." She says as she turns back to me. "Papa, I want you to meet my boyfriend."

Loid's POV:
Damian Desmond, the second son of Donovan Desmond. I see.

"Nice to meet you, Sir." Damian says, handing me a bottle of wine from his bag. Such expensive wine. "Wow, thank you Damian. Please, come inside." I gesture them to come inside, as I stare at every movement he makes. He's holding Anya's hand?! My hands clench. No, Loid! You've got to stay calm.

I grab a plate of biscuits from the kitchen and place them on the living room table. "Help yourself." I smile as we all sit around the table. He grabs a biscuits and chews on it. "So, I've heard a lot about you Damian." I smile, keep it casual Twighlight.
"I hope they're good things." He chuckles.

Damian's POV:

Suddenly, the door opens behind us. "Sorry, I'm late!" A woman yells. We all turn towards her. She's clearly out of breath, as she holds a bag of groceries and places them on the kitchen counter. "Do you need some help, Miss Forger?" I step in.
"Oh, you're Anya's boyfriend! I'll be alright thanks. It'll only take me a few minutes."

Before I could argue, she already finished unpacking everything - she even got changed?! How did she- What is this family?!

"I'll make dinner!" Anya's mother says.
I glanced at Anya and Loid as they look at eachother in fear.

A few minutes later, the food was done cooking as we moved ourselves to the dining table. I glanced at the... The... Black concotion of bones?

"You can have first bite, since you're our guest!" Yor smiles as she serves me. "Th-Thanks..." I say. Lifting the spoon up to my mouth, I hesitantly took a bite.
Oh no.

I slowly chewed on my food as the familt stares at me in anticipation. The urge to not throw up is killing me. After what feels like hours, I swallowed the food.

"So? How is it?"
"It's great!" I lied.
"Oh my! Someone likes my cooking!" Yor's eyes light up. "Please take some more!" She offers, as I nod.

Loid's POV:
I'm very impressed. He doesn't judge Yor at all. "So, Damian. How long have you guys been dating?" I ask.
"It's been 3 months." He says, taking another bite of his food. How is he possibly eating this?

Damian's POV:
"Thank you guys for this wonderful dinner." I say, while putting on my coat. "Thank you for coming Damian!" They say. Anya takes my hand, as we walk towards the door. "I'll go walk him home." Anya says as we step out the door.

I bow and thank Anya's parents. We exit the appartment building as we walk back to my house. "That went well." I say - Anya nods, smiling below me.

"I can't believe you ate that!" Anya suddenly laughs. She refers to her mum's cooking. I laugh with her, "Honestly, I felt so bad! I didn't want to upset her." I confess, suddenly tasting the food in my mouth again.

She giggles. "They love you, Damian. You're so kind," She says, looking into my eyes.

"The world doesn't deserve you at all."