Young Justice One Shots

Batboys X Reader

Hello fellow fangirls/fanboys! I was thinking about spicing things up a bit and have decided to have a one-shot with all the Batboys attempting to get the reader to fall in love with them. Sounds intriguing already doesn't it *wink wink*. It really doesn't get better than this ladies, I mean who wouldn't want all the Batboys fighting for your love and attention...that would be my all time wish come true.

P.S, let's just say that the boys are all around fifteen, which will be your age in the story, so I hope you enjoy being fifteen for a bit😜.

Anyway, I hope you enjoy!

Key: Y/N= Your Name

Your POV:

As the bright sun peeks through my cream curtains, I can practically hear the birds chirping outside my window, the warm sun heating my body and...a raven haired boy sitting by my bed and watching me sleep?!

My eyes widen significantly as I let out a shriek of surprise, using the covers to hide my body and half of my very flustered face. Then I calm down a bit once I realise who it is sitting by my bedside, with a still unfazed expression, almost as if he is in a daze.

"Wait...Dick Grayson!" My eyes narrow slightly before widening again in recognition.

"Got that right, sweetheart" He smiles sweetly.

"W-Where am I? Why are you here, and more importantly, why are you being a creepy stalker weirdo?!" I shout, still extremely uncoordinated from before.

Then he gets up from his chair and returns it to the table it belongs to, turning back to face me with a casual expression.

"You're in Wayne Manor, I'm here because it's my house, and I was just making sure you weren't hurt when we brought you here last night" He concludes.

"We? And why did you bring me to your place, you didn't kidnap me did you?!" I question, slightly annoyed and creeped out.

"We, as in the four of us" Another voice adds from the doorway, two other raven haired boys standing beside him.

Then, I put all the pieces together and realise I am in my best friends' house, my best friends' being the famous and rich sons of Bruce Wayne. Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake and Damian Wayne, who are all standing a few metres away from my bed in all their gorgeous glory.

"Technically, we didn't kidnap you. You had a bad run in with some muggers, and we found you passed out in an alleyway below the muggers' feet, so we rescued you of course" Tim recites.

"Are you sure you aren't telling me this so you can boast about how awesome you guys are at saving people in bird costumes and tight spandex?" I inquire, crossing my arms and narrowing my eyes.

"Of course not, beautiful, we couldn't ignore a damsel in distress" Jason pouts.

"Anyway, breakfast is prepared downstairs, there are a few choices of clothing for you to decide from at the end of the bed, we expect to see you promptly" Damian announces, before pushing the rest of the boys who are waiting eagerly for me to change in front of them.

Yeah right.

Sighing loudly, I look to the end of the bed and notice a couple of different outfit choices, four to be precise. Which means, the boys all chose different outfits for me to wear, how cute. Obviously the one with a simple red shirt and ripped, white skirt would have to be Jason, the long sleeve pastel blue top and matching skirt being from Dick, the black pair of leggings and white blouse being from Damian and the most casual outfit being from Tim, which consists of white shorts and a F/C pullover. Tim was always the one who observed the things I liked and kept them in mind to surprise me with later.

Smiling, I decide I like all the outfits and to wear them all as a mix instead, to show I love their choices equally. Combining the clothes, I end up wearing the long sleeved, pastel blue top along with the F/C pullover over the top, which was loose enough to show that I am wearing the top underneath, the ripped white skirt and underneath being the black leggings. Slipping on my lace up slip-ons I wore yesterday, I smile with my wise decision and head out the door.

Suddenly, two different hands grab onto each of my own from both the left and right side of me, pulling me in one direction.

"Damian, I said I was going to walk her down!" Tim complains, holding my right hand.

"I claimed before you did, that I would hold beloved's hand!" Damian fights back, holding my left hand.

"It's okay you can both hold my hand" I reason with them.

Then, again, I'm lifted high up onto someone's broad shoulders, catching me, Tim and Damian all by surprise.

"Sorry boys, but beautiful here, is mine" Jason chuckles as he carries me down the stairs.

I hear the boys grumble under their breath, but they still insist on holding both my hands, while I'm still on Jason's shoulders. Arriving at the kitchen, Jason sets me down in a seat and the other boys let go of my hands, sitting down in their own seats. Looking at the food before me, I start to go for the colourful arrangement of fruits, but get immediately cut off.

"Don't eat that, try my pancakes instead!" Dick suggests, holding out a plate of his pancakes.

"But the fruit assortment I spent ages creating is a healthier option!" Damian interjects.

"Who cares about healthy! My waffles taste great anyway!" Jason argues back.

"Your waffles taste like crap!" Tim cuts in also.

Now the four of them stand at the table, arguing about who's food is better and which one I would most enjoy. It's not like they have a say in what I do or eat! All the noise finally getting to me, I snap and stand up angrily before them all, my chair scraping against the floor loud enough to get their attention.

"Okay, would someone tell me what is going on!" I shout, irritably.

They all stop immediately and sigh calmly.

"We made an agreement that whoever wins your love, gets to be your boyfriend" Tim explains.

"Basically it's a competition, and you're the prize" Jason sums up, and receives a slap to the back of the head from Dick, which he responds with an over exaggerated 'ouch'.

"Don't treat her/him like an object!" Dick growls.

"And how come I don't get a say in any of this?" I raise my eyebrow.

"Because you don't have a choice, beloved" Damian grins mischievously.

"You will love one of us" Dick adds, a similar smile on his face.

"And we will do whatever it takes to achieve that love" Jason finishes.

Now all the boys have a matching smirk on their faces, which creeps the hell out of me. Never have they ever been this straightforward with their emotions, so at this point, I'm utterly terrified of what's going to happen next. Taking a hesitant step back, I display a nervous but slightly scared smile, holding my hands up to calm them in some way.

"Uh...let's sort this out appropriately, like gentlemen" I suggest, wary of their slowly advancing figures.

"Sure, but no promises" Jason says.

Widening my eyes, I take this only opportunity to bolt in the other direction, but I know already that no ordinary human girl can outrun four very eager boys, who have been trained for things like this their whole life. So, I call for the only person who is strong enough to knock some sense into these hormonal teenage boys.

"Bruce, help! Your horny teenage sons are after me!"

Alright! I hope you guys loved this little twist in the normal routine, because it sure was fun writing a casual Batboys one-shot for a change. So, I would like to hear your thoughts...

Did you like this one-shot?

Should I write another?

Maybe with a different superhero family?

So long fellow fangirls/fanboys! Until next time!

XXX