Damian Wayne X Reader [ 1 ]

Part Four

You and Damian are 14 1/2 just to make it clear
*EDITED*

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Alfred come in right after you and Damian, the English butler shut the door silently.

Then a guy, no older than 23, bright blue eyes, raven black hair, styled from his bed and an impeccable smile.

"Hey little D" he greeted, most likely to Damian. Damian rolled his eyes as the mans eyes moved to you. "Little D who's this?!" His mouth gapped and you knew what was coming.
"OH my glob is she your girlfriend?!"

"Grayson, she is not my girlfriend, so leave before I murder you." The 14 year old boy spat a little too hash for your liking.

"Whatever you say little D" he said obviously not convinced. Damian turned to you and apologized.
"Sorry for my brother, he shouldn't bother us anymore... hopefully." You nodded silently.

Damian took you up to his room. It was pretty basic besides the flat screen tv and the queen sized bed. He also had a love seat and in front of that was a small coffee table. To the side there also was two beanbag chairs.

He placed his backpack down and pulled out his history text book. You followed his antics and propped yourself down on a beanbag.

Damian did the same and opened his text book to page 567. "Let's begin" he told you, as you kept flipping pages trying to get to page 567.

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You noticed a few things during the tutoring session about Damian Wayne. You realized he wasn't a people person, nor did he like being touched. He obviously didn't want to be your tutor.

But there was things you found interesting about Damian Wayne, things you found intriguing. Like the way he was so determined to get over with the session but the way he stopped and made sure you understood. Like how he watched you with great intensity while you read. You had giggled, remembering something bf/n said and couldn't control yourself, Damian looked at you with complexed eyes. You found that interesting as well.

The tutoring session ended for the day and Damian offered you a ride back to your home. You gladly excepted, not wanting to carry your heavy bag of books all the way to your house.

You sat next to Damian in the limo and Alfred pulled away. You thought about how nice it would be to have a rich father, you never knew your father, he'd abandoned your mother just after you were born. Son of a b*tch, you constantly thought of him as.

The limousine stopped right outside of your house, before you unbuckled your seat belt Damian turned to you, "same time tomorrow I assume."
"Yeah, sure, see you at school."

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Word count: 447

Thanks you for everyone who is reading and or voting on this story, it actually means so much to me. I feel like it is taking a while to get to the romance so I'll try my best to speed things up.

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