Bat Family Oneshots

Damian Wayne is Your Valentine

A/n:  Happy valentines day. Here's a little valentines gift from me to you. ( sorry its late i forgot that i wrote this)

Warning: Social awkwardness? If that makes any sence to you.

After school that day it rained. Peers bustled out of the classrooms with their chocolate boxes, bouquets, and giant stuffed teddy bears. You, on the other hand, had no chocolate boxes or any valentine's gifts whatsoever. Instead, your arms were occupied with your science project and an umbrella that barely even worked.

"Y/n!" Your cousin ran to catch up with you with her shiny black flats clicking against the school floor. "Y/n..." She tapped your shoulder, realizing that you had your earbuds in your ears.

"Hmm?" You looked at your cousin, taking out your earbuds.

"Mom wants to know if you're coming for dinner."

"Umm... I think I'm going to be busy tonight."

She rose her eyebrow. "Y/n. That thesis can take a break."

"Nuh-uh." You shook your head

"It's due Friday though, Y/n."

"Get ye hence, Satin. I'm not going to procrastinate my thesis and end up screwing up."

Your cousin then took your hand in her hand that wasn't occupied with valentine's gifts. "Y/n. You are going to come for dinner tonight or you will end up super lonely tonight. Plus. My mom is making lava cakes tonight."

You exhaled, giving in to her proposal. "Fine." You couldn't ever resist your aunt's lava cake.

After a few hours of working on your thesis, you ran over to your aunt's townhouse for dinner. Your cousin opened the door with haste.

"We're going to a gala! Y/n! We're going to the Wayne gala!" She jumped up and down excitedly.

You gulped with your eyes widened. "What?..." You couldn't believe it. The Wayne gala? Oh no.

"Yes! I know right?" Your cousin was filled with absolute glee.

"No. no. no."

"Come on. You'll be fine." Your aunt walked towards you two with an evergreen long sleeves gown.

"Oh no, I won't."

It took a lot of wrestling and will to get you dressed up. It was a miracle that they even got mascara on your eyelashes.

"You have to wear lipstick to a gala." Your aunt requested, forcefully.

"Ooh!" Your cousin squealed like a monkey. "This one suits you perfectly!"

This had to be a nightmare, or else, exactly how your pastor described the fiery depths of Hell. You hated it. Not to mention, you were going to be going to another layer of Hell, a social gathering, where you would be forced to socialize. To make matters worse, the smart Wayne boys were going to be there.

This was not how you wanted to spend your valentine's day. You would much rather sit in your covers, writing your valentine's day special fanfiction. No. Not with a straightforward Chinese aunt and cousin. They insisted that you go to the Gala with them. There was no escaping their grasp. Inside your mind, you were screaming for help. Begging God to save you from this Hell and not let you have to go to the Wayne Gala.

You guys soon arrived at a luxurious mansion. One far more luxurious and expensive than your aunt's townhouse. You felt guilty stepping inside, because you had no ties with any fortune. All you had was your bastard father's last name and a mother that was too focused working her ass off with work. The only reason why anyone would know you is that you're one of the finalists for the science fair and your father is in prison for an attempted bank robbery. Suddenly, to your dismay, you found Mr. Wayne standing in front of you. You couldn't help but to mentally panic.