Character x reader

Stubborn (Damian Wayne x Reader)

A/N: Damian and the reader are seniors in this.

Y/n and Damian have been associated with each other since freshman year. There's the trio, Jon, Damian and Y/n. Everyone thought the Trio was a weird mix, some swore it was a weird love triangle. But none of their school friends knew.

Under the mask was a different story.

Damian, half Arab, spent half his life training with the league of assassins, remained stoic for the majority of the time, the rest was arrogance. He could kill you if he wanted.

Jon, metahuman, he's got strength for days, usually laid back if he's not holding Damian or Y/n back from killing each other. He's the one that holds the group together.

Y/n, metahuman too, a result of metahuman trafficking, was taken in by Dick after he saw himself in her, stubborn and feisty, she let her guard down once and never again. She lives off caffeine and sarcasm.

Currently the trio were sat in Damian's room studying. Let me reiterate that. Y/n and Damian were arguing about their AP Chem homework whilst Jon really reconsiders if he should remain friends with the two.

"You two fight like an old married couple!" Jon groaned, earning himself death glared from the other two.

"Say that again Kent, I'd like to remind you who's house you're in right now. I can kill you and make it look like an accident." Damian threatened.

"If only you could put that much effort in to your work, you'd realise I'm right!" Y/n exclaimed at Damian.

"How you have come to the understanding that your formula is somehow right baffles me L/n." Damian hissed.

"Your face baffles me." She spat back.

"Hey Damian can I take you up on that offer or KILLING ME?" Jon groaned loudly. "That's it. I'm not holding you two back. You guys's can kill each other. I'm out." Jon said before picking up his stuff and leaving.

Damian and Y/n exchanged glances after Jon slammed the door on his way out.

"You made the baby cry!" Y/n said. She sighed and went back to scribbling things in her book.

Damian grunted and went back to his book.

There was a silence between the two except for the sounds of pencils scribbling against paper. Every so often the sound of a phone vibrating broke the stillness.

"I hate you." Damian sighed.

"I hate you more." Y/n replied without any emotion in her voice.

"No you're right. Your formula is right. How'd you get it so quickly.  Took me an extra ten minutes from my base pattern." Damian said.

"Wow the noble boy wonder admits I'm right." She paused and finally looked up at him. "I'm a metahuman. I quite literally live in the world of chemistry." She added. Her phone vibrated and this time she looked at it.

"Dick isn't it?" He asked.

"Yeah. Asking me where I am, who am I with, when will I be home and if I'm hungry." She added.

"He really did take you in. It's almost as if your his actual kid." Damian responded.

"That stung a little bit. You know people make fun of me because I'm adopted right?" Y/n asked.

"What? Who? I'd hate to be them when I find them!" He said, getting up from his spot.

"Leave it. It's fine. No pain no gain right. Look I gotta get going." She sighed, packing up her stuff.