DamiRae OneShots

Christmas with the Robins

It was a chilly winter evening in Gotham City, and the Wayne Manor was buzzing with excitement as the Robins prepared for their annual Christmas celebrations. Dick, Tim, Jason, and even Damian had all come together to deck the halls with festive decorations and prepare a grand feast for the upcoming holiday.

But amidst all the hustle and bustle, Damian couldn't help but feel a swirl of emotions within him. Christmas had always been a difficult time for him, because of his childhood with the league of assassins. However, this year was different. This year, he had found solace in the company of Rachel Roth, better known as Raven.

Ever since their paths had crossed, Damian had been drawn to the enigmatic and mysterious Raven. Her quiet strength and ability to understand his complex emotions had captivated his heart. And in return, Raven had found a sense of belonging and acceptance with Damian and his family, something she had never experienced before.

As the sun began to set, a soft knock on Damian's bedroom door interrupted his thoughts. He looked up to find Raven standing there, her purple cloak wrapped tightly around her petite frame. Her usually stoic expression softened into a gentle smile as she entered the room.

"Hey, Damian," she said softly, her voice like a soothing melody in the quiet room. "Are you ready for the festivities?"

Damian nodded, his emerald eyes meeting hers. "I suppose so. It's just...difficult for me."

Raven approached Damian and reached out a hand to gently squeeze his shoulder. "I understand. Christmas brings up a lot of emotions for everyone, good and bad. But remember, you have a family here who cares about you deeply."

Damian's gaze softened as he absorbed her words. Having grown up with Ra's al Ghul as his grandfather, he had always been taught to suppress his emotions. But with Raven, he had found solace in being vulnerable.

"You're right, Raven. And I'm grateful to have you by my side," Damian admitted, his voice filled with sincerity.

Raven's smile widened, and she intertwined her fingers with his. "I'm grateful to have you too, Damian."

Together, they made their way downstairs to join his father, the rest of the Robins and their extended family for Christmas dinner. The manor was filled with laughter, warmth, and the aroma of a delicious feast.

As the night wore on, Damian found himself caught up in the infectious joy and love that surrounded him. The laughter, the exchange of gifts, and the harmonious conversations filled his heart with a newfound sense of belonging.

And all the while, Raven stood beside him, her presence a source of calm strength. She understood his struggles and fears, effortlessly weaving her own darkness with his, creating a tapestry of support and understanding.

Underneath the twinkling Christmas lights and the laughter of loved ones, Damian realized that this festive season was no longer a time of sorrow for him. It had transformed into a time of healing, love, and a newfound appreciation for the family he had.

As the clock struck midnight and the celebrations came to an end, Damian found himself guided to a quiet corner by Raven. They stood there, looking out through a window at the snow-covered garden, bathed in the soft glow of the moon.

"I'm glad this year was different," Damian whispered, his voice filled with vulnerability he had never shown before.

Raven turned to him, her violet eyes shimmering with tenderness. "Me too, Damian. We found solace in each other's company, and that's something I'll always treasure."

Feeling an overwhelming surge of emotions, Damian took Raven's hand in his and brought it to his lips for a gentle kiss, sealing their unspoken connection.

As they stood there, together in the quiet of the night, Damian knew that his heart had found its solace in the arms of Raven. And with her, he had discovered a love and light that would carry them through not only this Christmas but many more to come.

-The End-