EUPHORIA

Mischievous

In the dim light of their shared room, Damian Wayne was hard at work, striking blows against a training dummy. The rhythmic thuds echoed through the space, but to Raven, sitting cross-legged on the floor, it felt painfully dull.

"Damian!" she called out, trying to pierce his concentration. "For someone who's supposed to be the world's greatest detective, you're incredibly boring right now."

He paused mid-kick, shooting her an exasperated look. "Training is serious. It's not supposed to be entertaining."

"Then why not make it entertaining?" she suggested, a playful smirk creeping onto her face. "Pretend the dummy is an enemy with flair! Give it some theatrics!"

He rolled his eyes but felt a flicker of amusement. "I'm focused on being ready for anything. You know that."

"Even heroes need a break," she insisted, her tone softening. "You should loosen up a bit. When was the last time you did something fun?"

He glanced at her, contemplating her words. "Fine. What do you want to do?"

"Honestly? Let's do something spontaneous! Like—"Before she could finish, he bent down, scooped her up, and tossed her over his shoulder.

"Damian!" she squealed, laughter bubbling from her lips. "What are you doing?"

"Relocating you," he said matter-of-factly, striding toward their bed."Hey! I'm not done!" she protested, trying to squirm free, but he held her securely.He carried her into their shared room and gently tossed her onto the bed. She bounced slightly, laughter escaping her as she fell back against the pillows.

"Wow! This is your idea of fun? Kidnapping me?" she teased, grinning up at him.

"I prefer the term 'relocating,'" he shot back, crossing his arms but unable to hide the smile tugging at the corners of his mouth."Right. Because this is totally normal for a vigilante couple," she quipped.

"Normal is overrated," he said, stepping closer, a hint of mischief glinting in his eyes.

Before she could respond, he leaned down and kissed her—quickly, but with an intensity that caught her completely off guard. The warmth of his lips sent a jolt through her, leaving her momentarily stunned, her mind blank as she registered what had just happened.When he pulled away, Damian looked down at her, vulnerability flickering in his dark eyes. "I needed to remind you that I'm not just a training machine," he said, his voice softer.

Raven blinked, her surprise shifting into a playful smile. "Well, that was unexpected," she replied, her heart racing."I'm not done training," he said, attempting to regain his usual composure. "I just needed a break."

"Wait, are you really leaving now?" she asked, sitting up, a mix of surprise and disappointment on her face. "After that?""I need to finish my workout," he replied, a hint of a smile lingering on his lips as he backed toward the door

"Seriously? You just kissed me and now you're going back to training?" Raven laughed, still breathless.

"Sometimes a quick kiss is all you need to refocus," he said, trying to sound casual as he turned back to the training room.

"Damian!" she called after him, an amused exasperation in her voice. "You can't just leave me hanging like this!"

He paused at the door, glancing back at her. "Hanging? I thought you wanted me to train."

"I do, but not before we talk about that kiss!" She jumped off the bed and crossed her arms defiantly. "Come on, you can't just drop a bomb like that and expect me to pretend it didn't happen!"

Damian ran a hand through his hair, an endearing gesture that made her heart flutter. "I'll be back," he promised, the teasing edge of his tone softening.

"Fine," she said, plopping back onto the bed with a dramatic sigh. "Go train. I'll just be here, contemplating the mysteries of the universe... and that kiss."

As he exited the room, she couldn't help but replay the moment in her mind. The kiss had been unexpected, yet it ignited something deep inside her—an exhilarating rush that left her longing for more.Raven flopped back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling. She heard the sounds of Damian in the training room, the dull thuds of punches and kicks breaking the silence. With a playful smirk, she decided it was time to add a little chaos back into his routine.

A few moments later, she rose and tiptoed toward the door, peeking into the training room. Damian was focused, his back turned to her as he struck the dummy with precision. She could see the determination etched in his features, the way he moved with the grace and skill of someone who had trained for years.

"Maybe he needs a little distraction," she whispered to herself, an impish grin spreading across her face.

With a quick glance to ensure he was still in the zone, she crept back to their room and found a couple of hair bands in her drawer. Grinning to herself, she returned to the training room, ready to unleash some mischief.

"Damian!" she called out, her voice playful.He turned, eyebrows raised. "What now?"With a swift motion, she flung a hair band at him, aiming for his shoulder. The band ricocheted off, catching him off guard."Really?" he asked, a mix of irritation and amusement in his eyes. "You're distracting me with hair bands?"

"Absolutely! You need to learn how to handle unexpected situations," she teased, sticking out her tongue.

He shook his head, a reluctant smile forming. "You're impossible.""Only because you make it so easy!" she shot back, stepping closer, the air between them charged with playful energy.

"Fine, you want to play?" he challenged, grinning now as he scooped up a couple of hair bands from the floor."Oh, it's on!" she exclaimed, darting back as he launched one at her, narrowly missing.

She giggled and retaliated with a quick flick of her wrist, the band hitting him squarely in the chest. "See? I can keep you on your toes!"Damian smirked, determination returning to his eyes. "You think you can distract me? I'll show you who's really in charge."

With that, he lunged forward, grabbing her by the waist and pulling her close. "Let's see how well you can focus when I'm this close."Raven felt her heart race, the tension between them thickening. "You're going to have to try harder than that, Robin," she teased, leaning into him playfully.

"Challenge accepted," he replied, his voice low and teasing, their faces just inches apart.

As they lingered in that moment, the promise of more hung in the air, and Raven realized that with Damian, life was anything but boring. Embracing the chaos they created together, she knew there would always be new adventures waiting—both in and out of the training room.