DAMIAN X FEM READER ONESHOTS

tutor!

Heyy yalll!!

So I had this idea for a while, and well I'm finally doing it!!!

ENJOY...

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I walked into class, half asleep. The first period of the day wasn't my most productive period. My best friend, Daphne, watched as I slowly walked to my seat.

"You look excited," She sarcastically pointed out. I smiled and rolled my eyes, sitting down slowly. "Homework needs to be turned in by the end of class," the teacher yelled, putting on his glasses. My face turned to a frown, and I looked over at my friend.

"Aye! I dont have anything, " She exclaimed, putting up her hands. I sighed and turned around to face Damian. "Hey Damian?" I whispered, looking at his blank face.

He looked up with that annoyed expression of his. "What?" He asked, frowning like I was a few minutes ago. "Could I maybe...copy off of ya?" I asked nicely. Smiling widely. He scoffed and just stared at me.

"What's wrong? Too lazy to do it on your own?" My face dropped to a more 'Are you kidding?' Look.

"No, just didn't have time," I shrugged, my face stern. My brows furrowed, and I just stared at him. "And your assuming I did?" He asked. I shrugged and just looked at his bright green eyes.

"I dont know, did you?" I asked, getting a bit annoyed. Even after i asked nicely. He sighed and looked at me with that smug look. "Of course I did. I care about my grades, " He said, crossing his arms.

"You could've just said no. Not insult me, " I said, turning back around and putting my head down. "Y/N, dont be a crybaby," my friend joked. I stayed silent, feeling too tired to talk. I then felt someone hit me with a thick piece of paper. I lifted my head and saw Damian next to me, holding his homework next to me.

He held it out, waiting for me to take it from him. "Dont copy it word for word. You have 10 minutes," He said, looking at me with that face. But, his tone was softer than usual. Not so harsh.

TIME SKIP

I walked to my guidance counselor, since i was called down. I was never called down, but when i saw her I had an idea of what it was about.

I walked in and she told me to sit down, and I did. "I wanted to talk about your grades miss L/N" she crossed her legs and I sighed. "Figured, D's and F's arent average" I explained, frowning.

"They are below average" she said, kepping that stern face. Reminded me of Damian kind of. "I wanted to recommend you a tutor. 2 hours after school. You pick the day" She said, tapping on her desk. I thought to myself and sighed. "Do Wednesdays work?" I asked, looking around the room.

She nodded and typed on her computer. "Sooo, whos my tutor?" I asked, bouncing my leg. "You familiar with Damian Wayne?" She asked, smiling softly. My face went blank and I sighed. "Unfortunately" I mumbled, looking up at her. "Great! Meet him in the library after school!" She exclaimed.