(Y/N) P.O.V:
"Alright princess your turn" Jason said. Sending him a glare I reached in. I took out a plastic katana no doubt from Damian's collection. I looked at the blood son. He sat unamused on the couch playing some type of game on his phone. Jason clapped his hands together, I saw Damian realize the situation and go into a panic as Jace grabbed our wrists. "Well look at that! Damian Wayne and (Y/n) (L/n) Harper are heading to the closet together, have fun you two". Jason united us in the closet slamming the door shut.
Jason P.O.V:
"Jace they're 13" Dick said. "Practice, besides I told Roy I'd take care of her while he was off fighting". "Doesn't she like him?" Tim asked. "Probably, have you seen the way she looks at him?" Barbara asked. "Well we all know he likes her, she doesn't though" Dick said. "HOW DOES SHE NOT? She's the only person he stutters in front of". They looked at Tim, "Why does that matter?" Stephanie asked. "That kid has perfect punctuation and articulation, stuttering doesn't suit him"Your P.O.V:
The closet was cramped and it smelled like dust. I had no idea what I landed on, since Jason has thrown us head first. I placed my hand on it. Then looked up to see a face. Damian looked at me equally flustered. I squeaked and recoiled. "H-hi" he said. "Hello". We sat in silence for a few seconds. "So...closets am I right?" I chuckled. He just nodded. I stood up, "This is too awkward and besides you don't like me like that, I'm just gonna-" "WHAT" he shouted. I blinked, "What?". He began to pace. "Uh, Dami...?". He hummed in response. "What are you doing?". "Pacing" -he hit his head on a wall- "Sort of". "Why?". "I've planned and executed this out a million times and well I guess to now avail". "What are you talking about?". "You don't understand my feelings towards you (Y/n)".
I blinked. "F-feelings?". "Yes! I love you". "WHAT"
Dick P.O.V:
"They have three minutes left" Jason said. "That's forever" I said. "Nah it's just enough time for Dami to grow a pair", "Oh please he has bigger ones than you" Tim said. "I-". The door then opened. "WHAT'S UP FUCKERS" Roy shouted. "Oh hey-ROY, what are you doing here?". "Mission finished I'm here to pick up my little sis". We all looked at each other. "Where is she?". "Uh, bathroom". "Oh cool, where's demon fucker?". "He's with your sister" Jason blurted out. "WHAT" "JASON".
Damian P.O.V:
She had not moved. "(Y/n)?". "You like me?". "I said love but-" "YOU LIKE ME?!". "Yes how did you not notice?". "Uh, maybe cuz you're always picking on me and calling me an idiot....oh my you're a Tsundre". "A what?". "Nevermind, Dami when you try to tell someone you like them you're supposed to be flirty, and trying to kick my ass during training is not the way". "I-I didn't". I sighed and grabbed her hands. "I thought I was being obvious". She smiled. "Dork, I like you too". "I said love-" she kissed me sending me into a paralyzed state. I didn't even hear when the door got knocked down.
Third Person P.O.V:
"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING WITH MY LITTLE SISTER?!". Dick and Jason tried to retrain him while the others watched, recording.
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Seven Minutes in Heaven: Bat Boys
FanficJason gets the brilliant idea to play 7 minutes in Heaven, let's see how that goes