Robin's Rose 《Canceled》

Rose's Feeder Roots

《Narrator's Point of View》

A couple of years have passed since the first day you were brought to the Wayne family house hold. You were now 16.

You knew who the heroes of Gotham were, since they lived under the same roof as you, and couldn't continue to hide it.

Dick even trained you back in the day, but not too much since (Y/n) didn't seem interested on that vigilante stuff.

Thanks to his tutoring in combat training, (Y/n) found something that he liked to pursue, and that was dancing, but mostly ballet since it showed gratefulness, delight , composission, and flow. Things that in a way described him.

"Good job, (Y/n)! You're a natural!" Said the dancing teacher with a smile, while she wrote his progress on his clipboard.

When the song stopped, (Y/n) ended up without breaking a sweat, and without difficulty. Making everyone around him, alongside his dancing partner to clap in appreciation.

He sighed, trying to retake his breath, and energy from that tiring sessions, (Y/n) smiled, and thanked everyone for their acknowledgment.

"Your truly a prodigy, kid. Take the rest of the day off, the session's over." She said happily, while ordering orders to start their sessions.

"Thanks, Miss Parker. I'll see you next session then. Take care." He smiled at her, and went to gather his belongings.

"You too sweetie, have a nice one!"

After (Y/n) gathered his stuff, he called his brother Dick, to pick him up, and since he was taking to long he decided to talk with his dancing partner who finished with his session, and was taking a break before departing.

"Hey Jacob, nice job in there, we we're awesome." He smiled, and stood next to him.

"Nahh, it was all in you bud. You were amazing there." He spoked with a smile, making (Y/n) blush, while he lighted a cigarette, and started to smoke.

"Thanks... but don't give me all the credits, if it wasn't for you, I wouldn't be that great..." He laughed through his cigarette, and thanked him while ruffling (Y/n)'s humid hair, making him blush a hit, and laugh.

A few minutes of silence passed, and it was really itching (Y/n) the fact that Jacob was smoking. So he took the cigarette, broke it in half, and squashed it with his feet.

"Hey, what are you doing!?" Jacob said a bid angry.

"Thanks to me you'll live a little longer." (Y/n) crossed his arms, and chuckled. Jacob couldn't stay mad at his sweetness.

He let out a heavy sighed "Fine..." Jacob placed his arm around (Y/n)'s neck, and ruffled his hair longer than the last time.

"Ahem..." Was herd from a serious, cold voice. (Y/n) looked at where the voice owner was, and his eyes looked like stars.

"Damian!" He got out of Jacob embrace, and ran to his adoptive brother, and gave him a hug, which he slowly return back.

"C'mon were going home." He said taking (Y/n)'s bag with him.

"Where's Dick?" The younger search, and search for the named one, but there wasn't any trace of him.

"He got occupied with late work." He mentioned, letting (Y/n) know that he was out on patrol.

"Oh... Well, see you next session Jacob!" (Y/n) waved at his dance partner, the other waving him back.

Both of the teenagers began to walk on the dark streets of Gotham. Both of them talking about how they spend most of their day.

"How was training?" Asked (Y/n) with a small smile, looking at the beutiful stars of night.

"The usual." He said, referring that it went well as always. (Y/n) laughed softly at his 'humble' response. "How was your practice?" Damian said, looking at (Y/n)'s bubbly self.

"It was great! The teacher said I that I was a prodigy at ballet." He said happily, dancing around the streets with movements that didn't call to much attention. "If I keep up like this, I could even go to Nationals!" He began to jump around happily.

"That's great, I'm happy for you." Damian looked at him, and smirked.

"Yeah, but I'm so tired I could collapse right here." He cuchkled with a weak grin.

Damian looked at him, tiredness being screamed by his muscles as he walked. He approached to (Y/n), picked him up, and gave him a piggy ride.

"W-Woah! Damian, what are you doing?!" (Y/n) said holding onto Damian's shoulder as his life depended on it.

"I'm giving you a ride so you can rest a bit." He said like nothing. "Don't worry, you're not that heavy." He let out a little sassy laugh, and (Y/n) pinched his cheek as revenge. "Ow! Stop that or I'll let you fall on your back."

"Fineee... but I did it only because I'm tired." (Y/n) said yawning after this.

"You can sleep on my back, I don't mind..." He said softly.

"What if I fall?"

"You won't..."

"Thanks, Dami..."

《The End》