Damian x Anya Oneshots

Studying

Author's Note: Anya and Damian are 16 years old.

Sorry for not posting recently - I was busy with school and was also being lazy and unproductive.

I'll make sure to post more regularly <3
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Damian's POV:
"Please Damian! I'm begging you!" Anya begged.

"I said no." I rolled my eyes and began to walk away, when suddenly she grabs my hand. My body freezes.

"Please Damian~"

"WHAT DID I JUST SAY-"

Before I could argue more, I'm met with wide puppy eyes, her small pink lips pouting at me. Damn it. Why are you so cute.

"Ugh fine."

"YES!" Anya jumps up and down in happiness.

"You're lucky you're cute..." I mumble under my breath.

"What was that?"

Anya asks. I choke on my saliva. "No-nothing! I'll see you later!"
I speed-walk out of the classroom before she could see my flustered, red face.

Anya's POV:
I'm at home getting ready to go to Damian's house. I make sure to look extra nice, just for him. I put on some light makeup and pearl earrings.

"Where are you heading to?" My body jolts in surprise. I face behind me, revealing Papa leaning on my door frame and Mama standing behind him. "I-I'm going out to study at Mr Desmond's house with D-Damian."

Papa looks at me with disapproval.
"Loid, you should let her." Mama says, holding his hand. "But Yor-"

Mama glares at him as he rolls his eyes.
He always has a soft spot for Mama.
"Very well. Take care."

Damian's POV:
The doorbell rings after what seemed like hours.

I sprint down the stairs and open the door as fast as I-

Woah~

My jaw drops as the door reveals a pink haired princess, dressed in a mini white dress.

"Come in!" I say, my jaw still glued to the floor.

Anya steps into the house, struggling to take her shoes off with her bag still in her hand. "I'll take your bag." I offer as she hands me her bag full of textbooks.
"Thank you!" She flashes her bright smile at me, making my heart flutter.

We walk up the stairs, going into my room. "Woah, your room is giant!" Anya jumps onto my bed. "I- uh yeah..."

I assume she wanted to study on my bed. I lay out all the books we need on my bed and I sit unbelievably close to her.

Our skin graze against eachother, a spark lighting through my body.

Author's POV:
The pair began to study for a few hours, as Damian began to worry if Anya was hungry.

"You hungry?" Damian asks. Anya nods.
"I'll get us something to eat." Damian gets off the bed, walking out of the room.

Damian's POV:
Bringing the snacks upstairs, I hear a quiet noise coming from my room. I hurry up the stairs and open my door, revealing

Anya sleeping?!

She's laying on my pillows and hugging another. "Cute."

I figured I shouldn't disturb her. I tuck her under the blanket and brush the hair off her face with my hand. "You're so pretty, you know. I wish you loved me like I love you."

Author's POV:
"You're so pretty, you know. I wish you loved me like I love you."

Damian didn't realise that Anya was pranking him, being awake the whole time.

Anya grabs Damian's hand, catching him by surprise.

"I love you too, Damian."