ROBIN. [ S1 complete and S2 in the making! ]

Mini-Stage 13

Unbeknownst to Damian, a mischievous smirk played on Y/n's lips, concealed beneath her sweet, innocent smile.

In the bathroom, Damian splashed cold water on his face, replaying her words over and over in his mind.

"The robin Y/n mentioned... it was me. She was talking about me."

A blush began creeping up his neck, spreading to his ears as his heart did a little flip.

"Does that mean...?"

The thought struck him like a bolt of lightning, sending his thoughts spiraling. Could Y/n possibly find him—Damian Wayne—cute?

His heart raced at the possibility, and he quickly splashed his face again, trying to cool down the warmth spreading across his cheeks. He stared at his reflection, his mind a jumble of excitement and disbelief. The stoic, ever-composed Damian Wayne was flustered.

Taking a deep breath, he composed himself as best as he could and made his way back to the lunchroom, but his usually sharp focus was clouded with new thoughts. His heart was still pounding, and a small, hopeful smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Damian felt a strange, fluttery sensation in his chest, a feeling that was both thrilling and utterly unfamiliar.

Not that he hates it.

End of Mini-Stage 13
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