Damian Wayne x Reader

Chapter 15

You and Damian stayed cuddling in bed for a while, your head resting on his chest and you listened to his heavy heartbeat. When you looked up at him, you noticed he was staring at the ceiling with his brows furrowed, obviously deep in thought. 

"What's wrong?" You asked, in between placing small kisses on his jaw.

He gave you an unconvincing smile, "Nothing."

You turned over the straddle him and rested your elbows either side of his shoulders, so your faces were inches apart.

"So, you just find the ceiling more fascinating than my beautiful face?" 

His emerald eyes softened and he stroked the small of your bare back. "No of course not." He pecked your lips. "It's just- my family's fucked up. The reason why I had to leave so abruptly that time was that my own mother had returned to try to kill me -again."

He continued to rant about his father's disapproval of him and how being Robin is his outlet for the built up anger he holds.

"Thank you for listening, (Y/N), I really needed to just talk, even if you really don't care," he smiled at you.

"Of course I care, Damian, I will always be here for you if you ever need someone to talk to," you pulled him in for a tight hug.

"I've got an idea," Damian rolled over so you were beneath him, and quickly made for the closet.

"What are you doing?"

"We're going out." He tossed you one of his hooded sweaters and a pair of your jeans that you thought you had lost.

"So you're not gonna tell me where we're going?" You asked, pulling the hoodie over you.

"Patience is a virtue, (L/N), I promise you it will be fun. Much better than that gala downstairs." He came out of the closet pulling a t-shirt over his very toned chest.

"Come on let's go while the rest of the family are still busy, we've only got a few hours." He took your hand again and led you down to the library. You arrived at a very old looking grandfather clock. You were very confused at what Damian was doing but you just went with it without questioning him anymore.

He turned the hands of the clock to the time 10:47 and you heard a clicking sound and the clock moved aside to show a hidden door.

"Just through here," Damian told you with a reassuring smile. You followed him through the door and walked down an old staircase that seemed to go on forever. As you neared the end of the staircase you could see exactly where Damian had taken you to. The Batcave.

"What are we doing here? Isn't Bruce going to murder you when he finds out you took me down here without his permission?!" You began to worry, you really didn't want to get on the bad side of Bruce, you knew he could be really scary when he wants to be.

Damian had already disappeared somewhere but you could still hear his voice,

"Don't worry about it, firstly Batman doesn't kill and secondly he's not going to find out."

"He is most well-known as the 'World's Greatest Detective'."

"Just relax, (Y/N)," you heard him say from behind you.

"How did you even get there?" You turned around to see he was wearing his Robin uniform 'Wow, you look damn fine in that outfit, Damian' you thought to yourself.

"I was raised by ninjas." He laughed. "I've got something I need to show you."

You followed him towards the Batmobile and he opened the door for you, gesturing for you to get in the vehicle.

"In there?" You asked.

"Yeah." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. You didn't argue anymore you did really want to see what it would be like to sit in the Batmobile, there were hundreds of different buttons all with symbols you didn't recognise at all. You were so tempted to press something but you had to stop yourself, knowing you, something would have blown up.

Damian climbed into the seat beside you and started the engine.

He looked towards you, "You trust me don't you?"

"I guess I'm gonna have to," you said slightly anxiously.

Damian laughed and drove off out of a secret opening in the cave. The speed at which you were travelling was exhilarating as you made your way through the streets of Gotham.

You felt the car slowing down and you pulled up at a warehouse.

"Just wait here and watch my badass ninja moves," Damian said as he climbed out of the car.

You waited a while as Damian was still in the building. Not long after a group of thugs came running out the doors, they didn't get far before Damian landed on one and started fighting the others. The fight didn't last long and he had knocked out fifteen guys in one minute.

He climbed back into the Batmobile with a smug look on his face.

"So the only reason you took me out here was to show off your skills?" You laughed.

"That's not the only reason, we've still got one more stop to make." He smirked and you zoomed off again.

This time you pulled up at a point on the outskirts of Gotham, which was high up on a hill that overlooks the city. Everything looked so peaceful from up there, you couldn't see the maniacs running the streets and terrorising the citizens.

"This is perfect," you said to Damian as you climbed over and sat on top of him.

"You are perfect," he replied, leaning in for a kiss. You pulled away and took off his domino mask.

"I love YOU, Damian Wayne," you stared into his dazzling ocean blue eyes.

"I love you more," he teased as he tried again for another kiss. This time you accepted and wrapped your arms around the back of his neck. His lips tasted metallic, you knew it was a chemical he had to put on whatever skin was revealed. As you got deeper into the kiss you grew to like the taste and couldn't help but smile in the kiss.

After a long time of making out, Damian pulled out some snacks and you both watched Die Hard to keep up the Christmas vibes.

You returned to the manor at 3 am, luckily there was no one in the Batcave when you returned so you just went straight up to bed with Damian.

Damian was lying on his back with one arm around you as you rested your head on his chest.

"Thank you, Damian, I had a great time tonight."

"Me too." He rolled over so he was hovering above you, smirking.

"Round two?"