"I thought you said that you kiss someone if you like them, and well I like you,"you exclaimed with a smile.
Damien's face was on fire,"y-yeah you do but only if you LOVE them,"
"w-what's love?" You asked.
"wow you're really ignorant aren't you,"
"HEY, I ASKED YOU A QUESTION," You hit the top of his head in an offence.
"l-love....uh, well, it's something you can't really explain it yourself unless you feel it yourself, but I guess I can tell you this. It makes one person stand out more than anyone else in your entire world, they stand out past your friends and family, strangers and enemies, Rivals and even allies. You want them to be my your side for your entire life," He exclaimed.
"oh, I guess...BUT," You kissed him on the cheek,"You already stand out, you ARE my Damien after all," You and Damien both blushed. Did joker's daughter just kiss him, TWICE?
"Am I interrupting something," Said Bruce Wayne standing in the doorway poking his head in Damien's room. Since Bruce is the only one who can see Joker, he could see him with his jaw basically dropped all the way to the floor.
"HE JUST TOUCHED MY DAUGHTER ARREST THAT BOY THIS INSTANT BATS, NO ONE TOUCHED MY LITTLE GIRL," He pointed straight at Damien.
"O-oh no, we were just working on the project dad, why," Damien's face was completely red and filled with guilt.
"uh, dinner is ready...(Y/n) would you like to join us," Bruce asked.
"SURE," You shouted in excitement and left the room as Bruce held the door open for you, he looked at his son still sitting on the floor.
"H-how much, d-did you see?" Damien asked his father,"Oh only the kissing on the cheek part, Damien listen to me you cannot get too involved with her, she may be on our side but we only knew her for a short time, the rest of them too. Don't let me down, watch over her and don't let her turn on us, please," He immediately demanded Damien. His son nodded and followed the long gone (Y/n) that had already met the end of the giant flight of stairs.
"I bet you're wondering what we are eating tonight," Bruce said walking down the stairs and sliding his hand down across the armrest on the stairs," uh yeah, sure," You raised an eyebrow,"well it's something that you might like,"
Bruce Wayne placed a hand on your back and walked with you to the dining room down an long and thick hallway. While you were on the way there, you could see a giant painting on the wall. It had a small boy in the front, he had black hair and it was pulled back just like Bruce's hair. He looked just like the tall man on the left of the painting. He had a hand resting on the small Bruce's shoulder. There also was a woman on the right of the painting standing almost sideways in the picture. She had lighter brown hair that came down over her shoulder. Everyone seemed to be wearing formal attire, Bruce noticed you looking at the large painting.
"that's our family portrait, I'm the small boy in the middle...the other two are my mother and father," he said casually.
"where are they now?" you looked up at Bruce.
"they're in...a better place now," he said looking straight not making eye contact with you.
"just like my parents?" You asked him innocently. Bruce thought in his head 'they don't deserve to be in a better place'
"Yeah the both of them are in a better place waiting for us to join them someday, but we must wait until it is our time," He smiled again, turning to face two large double doors and taking his hand off of your back. Damien's eyebrows curled up in a sad expression, he felt sorry for you. He didn't know which was worse, having your parents killed a child and remembering every moment, or having your father die before you were born and your mother killed right in front of you at birth so that you would never know who they were.
Bruce stepped in front of you and Damien walked up next to you and looked at you with his expression, you just looked over and smiled at him. Joker appeared again in Bruce's mind, he crossed his arms and growled. He used his index finger to scratch the fabric where he is crossing his arms. He muttered and mumbled as he growled a little until Bruce looked away making him disappear.
Bruce Wayne opened the huge double doors to reveal a humongous dining room the size of a basketball court. Inside of the room was a giant crystal chandelier that shined and glimmered in the golden light of the ceiling lights,"W-what, it's so big in here. I'm getting dizzy just looking at the ceiling." Bruce laughed," You still haven't seen what we are eating tonight," and like that two chefs came out of a separate room 'you guessed the kitchen' and placed two trays full of fancy but big style foods," well doneoh, I forgot. Today we are having shrimp with our special spices, and thwell-done steak in Gotham," You started to drool,"WOW, I r-really hope I'm not causing you trouble mister Wayne, I hope you don't mind my company," you said as your shy persona made itself present.
"oh no, I don't mind. I have dozens and dozens of snotty rich people enter my home for parties and have fusses about the tiniest details in the food, and even that really doesn't bother me. But if it's just you I don't mind at all plus I actually asked you and gave you my permission to come and eat with me and my son." He smiled and formally held his hands behind his back. You made a large Joker grin,"THANK YOU SIR," you folded your hands together and rested them on your chest as you jumped a little.
"Yep, she's mine alright," the Joker said again appearing without warning,"no, thank you (Y/n), now let's eat, (Y/n) you can have the first bite," Bruce and Damien sat down. You're face turned red out of embarrassment,"u-uh thanks sir,"
You sat down and one chef brought you food first as the second one gave Damien and Bruce theirs last. You took a bite of the shrimp and Steak combined into one bite on your fork. (sorry if you don't like shrimp or steak, I hate shrimp myself but just play along) You took a bite, you gasped a little as you felt the steak and shrimp dance with your taste buds. Your green eyes turned into stars. Bruce smiled at your frozen state,"is it good?" He asked tilting his head to the side a bit. You started to eat at a very fast pace, you didn't make a mess like a slob but you ate at an alarming speed.
" I'll take that as a yes then," Bruce laughed. Damien cocked an eyebrow,"You know if you eat that fast your stomach won't be too happy," You didn't listen to him, you only slowed down until you were almost done eating.
"Thank you Mister Wayne sir," you said smiling as you folded your fingers into each other and placed them in between your legs locking your arms,"my pleasure Miss Quinzel, Damien doesn't have many friends that come over so would you like to stay the night, it may be a school night but my butler Alfred can drive you home early." Bruce smiled, Damien looked at his father with a snarling look. You gasped,"really mister Wayne! I'd love to!" Damien made a large blush 'SERIOUSLY, even you agree with him (Y/n)!'
"Then it's settled, I'll have Alfred prepare a guest room for you," You nodded.
You went back to Damien's room to get a little bit more ahead on your science project before Alfred told you to get settled into your guest bedroom.
"Miss Quinzel your room is ready, just follow me," He said poking his head in Damien's room, he left awaiting you to leave,"see you tomorrow Damien," You kissed him on the cheek making him blush,"please don't make that a regular thing (y/n)," You just laughed at his red face then said goodnight to him. You followed Alfred to a guest room that was quite far from Damien's you don't even think you could find your way back to his room because of all the stair climbing and turning in the hallways,"your room miss," he said holding one hand behind his back,"I hope it will meet your expectations and customs,"
Opening the door you saw that it was huge, you might as well live in it,"Yes, thank you Alfred, goodnight sir," You did a little salute before he closed the door. Alfred thought in his little mind that he might actually get to like Jokers daughter.
You placed your school bag down and remembered that you had some of your gym clothes in it. Well only your gym shirt, but it was very soft and big, perfect for a pajama shirt. You had shorts under your pants that you wore since you ran out of underwear, they were like sports bras but shorts instead, they reached the middle of your thighs and fit perfectly for your pajama attire.
You took of your shirt and pants and got dressed, getting ready for bed. You then took out the watch that Batman's friend Gordon had given you. You pressed a Button that turned it on,"Good evening (Y/n) Quinzel how can i be of service to you," it said in a feminine happy automatic voice. You spoke"continue most recently read book," The watch then pulled up a random book that you found that had a little bit of interest in you it was about the history of the villains of Gotham. Gordon had assigned you to read it, and since it was about history basically it made you bored and tired as you sat on the soft bed.
You didn't want to turn off the light if you went to bed but you knew that you had to or their lighting bill would be through the roof since they have so many lights on already. So you turned off the light and got engulfed in the dark.
You couldn't sleep that night, you were too scared. You had always been afraid of the dark ever since you lived in those cells as a child. The evil men you knew as a child you always come inside of your cell at random times of the night to do experiments on you and it was always in the dark. You were too scared to move but its been three hours since you had slept and you wanted to face your fears, so you slowly got out of bed and quickly put some pants on and ran out of your dark room. You didn't notice that you had tears going down your face and the darkness of the hallway didn't help comfort you from the darkness of the bedroom. You had to find some kind of light somewhere, so you ran, you ran and ran and ran trying to find Damien's room or Bruce somewhere in the biggest mansion in Gotham.
The tears on your face only grew larger and larger until they started to fly off of your face, you tripped every now and then but there was no light in the entire mansion, you were about to panic or go insane until you saw some light in an open door way. You smiled through your tears and got closer to the light before you heard a distant conversation," I don't know Alfred bur we have to try and trust them all for now, I've made Damien keep a close eye on Jokers daughter only because I doubt he can keep an eye on everyone," It sounded like Batman. You walked into the doorways vision. Batman was in that room his back towards you and starring down at a map of Gotham. Batman didn't have his mask on and even though you were looking at the back of his head you knew it was Bruce Wayne.
"M-Mister Bruce," you said it a raspy crying voice. He turned around, it was Bruce. It didn't take long for you to put two and two together, Bruce Wayne was the Batman.
He walked up to you very fast and yelled,"What are you doing!" You held your arms in front of your face and prepared for him to hit you,"I-I'M SORRY, I was just looking for Damien!" You forces your eyes shut tight,"WHY," He yelled,"I'M AFRAID OF THE DARK!" You yelled out of fear, Batman, or Bruce backed up a bit,"what," Batman started to take the time to notice all of the tears strolling down your face at an alarming speed,"You still shouldn't be here," he stepped back a little turning around,"well I'm sorry for almost having a panic attack and go insane from isolation in the dark!" You yelled at Batman. He turned back around," Childish huh, is that what your telling me," He wasn't playing games with you and didn't want any part in your childish ways. You clenched your fists and snarled,"I have...a perfectly good reason to be afraid of the dark dammit, I was stuck In a tiny cell my entire life while you were living large with your butler and fancy gadgets, I was injected with god knows how many things in a pitch black room. Who's to say my mind isn't corrupted with all kinds of thoughts that those people will one day find be and do the same things to me that they did a long damn time ago. I just want someone to be next to and tell me it's okay," Joker appeared behind you in his mind," Well Bats, she's gotta point, just let her off the hook. Maybe she'll be just like me and not tell anyone who you really are huh Huuuuh, whadaya Bruce, let her go," he disappeared as you looked up at Batman. He sighed and got closer to you he backed you up to a wall,"Now listen here," he demanded,"do NOT tell anyone who I am, do you want this city to be in danger, than I guess you better not say anything then," You nodded,"y-yes sir," Joker cocked an eyebrow,"I don't remember neither me or Harley ever saying anything like that, buuuut I guess I can see her mom saying things like that a long time ago, oh well I better think about what to do with her," You cupped your hands together,"I swear on my life I won't tell anyone just please, tell where Damien is," Batman backed up a little bit giving you space," why are you so determined to see him?" He asked,"well, I don't know but I just want to be with him right now so please tell me where he is," you looked up at him still crying.
Batman sighed,"down that hall and left twice," he pointed, you then ran out of the room and left Batman alone,"oh please don't let this end the way I think it is," Joker appeared again," I agree with you Bruce I don't want this to end the same way either," he leaned on a wall," Master Bruce are you sure that you can trust (Y/n)?" Alfred asked over an ear piece, Batman put two fingers on the ear piece," I don't know Alfred but we'll just have to try and trust her."
You entered Damien's room slowly after running down three long hallways, you were panting heavily. Damien was sleeping soundly, you decided to slowly sneak in his bed a few papers from the science project still lay on the bed. You could tell that he did a little extra work for you. You immediately fell asleep to his company as you slept next to Damien, you felt safe in his company more than you did anyone else then you asked yourself 'how did those two cartoon characters feel about each other and do I feel the same way they do about each other as I do about Damien?'
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The Children Of Gotham (Damian Wayne x Reader)
FanfictionYou are the offspring of two maniacal, murderous criminals: The Joker, and Harley Quinn. It's hard grasping onto the thought of parents you've never met being villains that murder by the hundreds. Your instincts are your only path through life. It i...
