SHAMELESS ✔(Damian Wayne Fanfic)

SHAMELESS

This is going to be a long chapter! Be prepared!

More pictures than I'd usually do too!

Valarie POV will be added in this chapter as well.

Happy reading 🤙🏽

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Damian woke up early as usual. He was out back with his Katana practicing like he did every day.

It was a habit of his since he was with the league of assassins and his grandfather and mother made sure he learned.

It was 10 am and he knew everyone was probably getting breakfast or getting ready to go out. So he placed the katana in its sheeth and headed back inside. He smelt sweaty as usual and as he headed back inside to shower.

His other family members were in the kitchen eating. All accept Bruce who was most likely at work.

"Is your friend still here?" He asks as Jason rolled his eyes. Tim laughed and dumped his plate as I placed my katana on the end table near the door.
"Bruce wants you to take our guest home." Said Tim looking to Damian.

"Of course. Because he doesn't have 3 other people who can take her or the money to get an uber." He replied sarcastically.
"Jack thought of that." said Tim putting his plate in the sink. "To bad the driver already came and left."

Dick snickers and shares a grin with Tim. Damian noticed and rolled his eyes as Jason laughed.

"Shut up." Damian says flipping off Jason who did it right back.
He ignored and headed upstairs.

Damian stopped when he heard the sound of Jacklyn coughing.

"I thought you said you weren't sick." He says with a bit of humor.
She replied with cough followed by couple more.

"Are you alright?" He asks as she coughed again.
"I think," she said as her coughs stopped. "Just a little light headed."
"I'll take you to your room. You need to lay down."
"I'm fine Damian," said Jack with another cough. "I just-"

"I'm not asking." He syas cutting her off.

She swallows and allows him to take her to her bedroom. It was very messy, mostly it was her spell books, potion bottles that were different colors and charms. It looked like her mothers library. The bed though, it remained neat and untouched.

Damian saw a cup out the corner of his eye and walked toward her bathroom to get her a drink. Jacklyn sat on the little love seat in the corner with her head in her palms.

"Here, drink." He says handing Jacklyn the cup.
Of course she took the cup full of water from his hands and took a tiny sip. She swallowed and gave him a look of disgust.
"What?' He asks.

"It tastes like it's been washed with metal."

"Its water Jacklyn. Now drink."

"I'm not drinking something thats been in the sewers."

He rolled his eyes and placed his hand on his face getting frustrated.
The room went silent for a while then he broke it by asking, "Why were you crying."

Damian POV

She bit the inside of her cheek and stared at me. The silence wasn't going to ask so I did.

"I don't know what you're talking about." She says standing up, making her way over to her closet.
"You hesitated." I replied bluntly.

"I'm not a stranger Jacklyn." I say a noticing how she was ignoring my question.
Then I heard a little whimper and the sound of her fists banging against the door of her wardrobe.
"Damn it..." She whispers and I hear the crack in her voice.