Young Justice x reader

Damian Wayne!Robin x Sick!Reader

Hey squad! I came up with this because it just needs to happen. And I'm kinda sick anyways so here ya go! On with the story! 💙
(Y/N) = Your Name
(L/N) = Your Last Name
(C/N) =  Crush's Name
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(Y/N) P.O.V

It was only a few more days until the dance and you wanted to ask your crush to the dance. He was so handsome and seemed nice to everyone. You were more or less awkward around him, cause, well he's your crush for crying out loud. Every time you try to talk to him your words get jumbled and can't exactly form sentences. You were friends to some extent however.

You were with your best friend Damian Wayne when you were coming up with ways to ask your crush to the dance. "(L/N), isn't it  that the guy asks the girl to the dance not the exact opposite?" Damian asks in a monotonous way. "Come on Dami, you know I'm more or less of a rebel, besides haven't you read the posters? It's a turnabout dance, witch means that it's supposed to be the exact opposite." He just rolls his eyes and pushes you playfully.

Later, after you go home you kept asking different ways out loud until you had to go to bed. You had noticed that your throat began  to feel scratchy when you went to bed but shrugged it off and fell asleep.

----------------------------------(Time skip to morning)------------------------------------

The sun was showing through your curtains and you had school. So you quickly got up to get ready for the day. You said good morning to your parents and winced at your extremely hoarse voice and started a coughing fit. 'Oh no, I can't speak without coughing and sounding like a dying parrot. How am I gonna ask (C/N) now?!' You thought for a moment and went to school, grabbing an old notebook and pencil on the way.

"Good morning, (L/N)." A familiar voice said from behind and you jumped a little. You glare at Damian and sigh. You write a message and show it to him.

How many times have I told you not to do that?! Gez, one of these days your gonna give me a heart attack! He gave you an extremely  confused look. "Why are you so quiet? It's not like you (L/N)."

You sigh and give him another message. If I speak, I sound like a dying parrot and I get into coughing  fits. He nods and asks, "What are you going to do? You can't ask (C/N) to the dance now can you?" I have an idea about that actually, I thought about it on the way here. I'll need some supplies though. "I didn't need to know that." He says getting the wrong idea. Not those kind of supplies you weirdo! Eww. I need ART supplies. You answered blushing. He starts blushing too.

"What do you need? I can get it for you if you want." He said rubbing the back of his neck. Well, I need some big sharpies and a poster board, I can take care of the rest. Thanks Dami, Your the best! You smile at him and he goes off but you hear him mumble "Your lucky I'm your friend (L/N)." You laugh and cough regretting that you laughed in the first place.

--------(Time skip to after school and your at the Wayne Manor)-------

What do you think? Does it look ok? You ask Damian, showing him the sign you made. In big bold letters in many different shiny colors, it read: (C/N), will you go with me to the dance? You knew it wasn't original and clever to some extent. "Looks ok, but are you sure? What if he says no?" You thought about it for a moment and wrote something on his desk and told him he could read it if he says no.

He looks into your eyes with his mischievous emerald ones. You had to admit that he was cute, you found every quirk of his adorable and sometimes he's just a fluffball of anger, you may have called him that a couple times and he just denied it every time. You couldn't tell him that you may or may not have a crush on him too, you didn't want to ruin your friendship if he didn't feel the same.