THE JUST// Young Justice & DC One Shots | Young Justice x Reader {Completed}

Damian Wayne x Assassin!Reader Pt. 2

I Know Your Secret.....2.0

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"Oooh, Damian's got a girlfriend," Jason Todd said.

"Shut up, Todd," Damian replied.

They were standing in front of the cell that y/n currently occupied.

Y/n grinned at Jason.

"You're hot," she said, flipping her h/c hair.

Jason raised his eyebrow.

"Thanks."

Damian felt a twinge of jealousy on his chest.

Why am I jealous?

Y/n looked at Damian's face.

"You look like shit. What are you thinking about?" She started braiding her h/c hair.

Damian replied, "Nothing."

Laughing, y/n said, "Sure. Does he do this all the time, Todd?"

"Yes. My name's not actually Todd, it's Jason," the older teen said.

"Oh."

Damian sighed.

"Are you two going to continually talk about irrelevant topics for the remainder of this visit?"

"Are you going to continually use large words that one doesn't really know the meaning of?" Y/n shot back.

Jason whistled.

"Roasted."

"Shut up, Todd."

"Don't get so triggered. It's a danger to your health," y/n helpfully interjected.

Damian glared at Jason.

Jason backed up a step.

"You really nail the disapproving father glare," Jason said.

Damian turned around and stalked down the hallway to continue cleaning the floor.

Jason noticed y/n staring at Damian's back.

"Do you like him?" Jason asked.

"What? No," y/n hastily replied.

Jason smirked.

"Sure you don't."

Y/n blushed.

"Ok, maybe. Don't tell him I said that."

"He likes you too," Jason assured. "You should just talk to him."

"No way in hell. He'll just blow me off and continue sulking in the corner cutely," y/n said, almost wistfully.

Jason laughed and hurried down the hallway after his brother.

Y/n pursed her lips.

"I can't believe I like him."

Meanwhile, whilst Damian was mopping the floor while moping, Jason approached him tentatively.

"What the hell do you want, Todd?"

"Talk to y/n. She really likes you because she can stand to have a conversation with you for more than three minutes," Jason said. "She's a keeper."

Damian splashed up water from the mop.

It splattered on Jason's leather jacket.

"Watch the leather."

"Fine, I'll talk to l/n," Damian said.

As he walked down the hall, Jason said, "That took less convincing than I thought and a lot less guns."

Damian looked at y/n.

She was sitting on her cot, tying her shoelace.

"Hey Dami."

"Hey l/n."

"What brings you back?"

"Todd."

"Why do you call people by their last names?"

"I don't know," Damian sighed.

Y/n sat quietly, studying Damian's face intently.

After a while, Damian said, "L/n, I like you. Like like you."

"I like myself too."

Damian looked shocked.

Y/n laughed and said, "I was joking, Dami."

"Once you get out of Arkham, do you want to go out or something?"

"Sure, Dami. I'd love to," y/n said, and smiled a bright smile.

Jason watched his little brother.

"Even though he's a demon, he's fucking adorable."