Promise Me This... (A Damian x Reader Story)

Chapter 2: The Manor

Once the man in the limo, whom's name was Alfred, dropped you off at your house, you and Damian got out. You walked to the front door, and unlocked it. There was almost nothing in the front rooms, and when you walked in the kitchen, leading Damian, he gasped. "You live like this? Oh my God, trust me, once we get to the manor, you're going to live a luxurious life."

He turned to you, and took your hands. You both stood there for a while, gazing into each others eyes. He finally looked away, and said, "Well, we better get going, and start packing up your stuff, though, there isn't much to pack up." You sort of chuckled, and said, "You haven't seen my room though." He laughed, and picked up some things, then you led him to your room. He jogged to be ahead of you, and opened the door like a gentleman. You walked in as he followed.

You turned around to face him put your arms out, and exclaimed, "Ta-Da!!!" There were more things in your room than there were in the house. His eyes we're wide in amazement. He then turned his gaze back to you, smiling. He's so beautiful, you thought to yourself.

~le time skip~

You we're done bringing the stuff downstairs, and you sat down for a while. Just staring out, your thoughts we're interrupted by the sound of Damian's voice. "I bet it's been lonely, huh?" You nodded slightly. He gently stared at you. "You know, my big brothers, Dick, Jason and Tim, they know exactly how you feel. Dick's parents we're murdered at a circus, and my father said that he found Jason as a child, trying to steal the tires off his car. Jason didn't have anyone at that point, so, my father adopted him. Tim was not necessarily abandoned, but, his parents we're captured, and they drank water with poison in it, causing his mother to die. His father survived, but with the expense of being paralyzed for life. Tim had no one. Ba-uh-my father adopted him, and so, yea. They're all adopted, but, they've gone their separate ways, but visiting every so often."

Your eyes we're welling up with tears, the Wayne family was sure sad. By the time Damian was done with the story telling, Alfred pulled up in the driveway. You brought your belongings to the limo, and Alfred put them into boxes carefully, as not to damage anything.

~another le time skip~

You arrived at the manor, and getting out of the limo, your eyes widened, and a small gasp escaped your mouth. It was the biggest mansion youve ever seen. You knew Bruce Wayne lived in a mansion, but you didn't think it was this big. Damian got out, and looked over at you, seeing that you were in awe. Bruce walked out, and looked angry. He asked Damian to go over to him.

"Damian, who is that? You didn't ask if anyone could come over tonight." "Father, that's just (Y/N). She's probably going to be staying here for a couple years or so." Damian replied. Bruce looked shocked, "Why a couple years, Damian?!" "Father, lower your voice, shes in the same situation as Grayson. Her parents died years ago. She's been living alone for too long, and I went to her house. It was awful, it was practically in ruins. It was also in the worst part of Gotham. I'm sure you understand, father. We've got to help her. Please father. We can train her to be like us, and Robin, but, not." You could see that they we're talking, but you didn't pay much attention.

Finally they broke, and Damian walked over to you. He took your hand, and practically dragged you to your new room. It was so big, a queen sized bed, and a huge closet, with plenty of wall space. Your eyes grew wider, yet again, with amazement. You turned to him, smiling, "Are you sure your father said it was okay for me to stay here? I mean, I don't want to intrude..." He took your other hand, and looked into your eyes. "Don't worry," he said, "it's okay." You hugged him thankfully, and pulled back, hesitantly. You'd just met him and he already did this for you. What were you going to do to repay him?