Batboys x Reader Oneshots

Art Closet Damian x Reader

(Y/N)'s pov

"The school is under lockdown, I repeat, the school is under lockdown." The principal signed off the intercome. I looked at my best friend, Damian Wayne with alarm.

He clutched my hand and we raced through the school. "None of the classrooms will let us in!" I whsipered, growing more worried. 

 "I know, I know! We need to hide!" Damian ran his other hand through his hair. 

 "I heard talking!" a gruff male voice said. 

 "Me too, came for over here." I held my breath, panic began clouding my mind. 

 The sounds of many, heavy footsteps began to approached us. I grabbed Damian's arm and pulled him away. 

 Damian followed me as we raced around the school, avoiding all voices and sounds. We went to round a bend when we ran into The Joker himself. 

 "Hello there kiddies!" he chirped. I paled and Damian stood in front of me. "Do you guys wanna play?" He drawled out. I kept my mouth clamped shut as me and Damian began to slowly back away. 

 "Run!" Damian yelled. 

 "You don't have to tell me twice!" I called as we bolted away from the madman. The Joker cackled. 

 "You can't run for long kiddies!" He cooed. I tried multiple doors that we ran past with no luck. 

"They're all locked!" I panicked. 

 "Not this one." Damian grabbed my arm from behind me and yanked me into what appeared to be an art cupboard. He slammed the door shut.  

 "Than-" Damian cut me off by quickly pressed my back to the side wall of the closet, covering my mouth with his hand. 

I listened and held my breath as the sound of footsteps passed them got further and further away. 

I blushed at how close we were. Damian averted his gaze to me and turned red. 

 "S-sorry." He stuttered quietly. 

 "I-its alright." I breathed. We just stood there for a little, gazing into each other's eyes. " Damian, " Damian hummed a yes as his green eyes pierced my soul. I swallowed. 

 "Would I-it be wei-rd if I t-told you I like you?" I turned bright red at my own words. Damian smirked and leaned forward. His lips brushed against my cheek, making my breath hitch in my throat. 

 "Let me think." He purred in my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. I'm seconds, his lips were pressed on mine. 

Damian's pov 

I captured (Y/N)'s lips with my own and held her waist. She hesitated in surprise before she kissed back. Her lips were warm and tasted like (favourite candy or something). 

I pulled back for air and leaned my forehead against the (Y/H/C)'s forehead. (Y/N) was blushing madly. "That answer your question?" I asked. She grinned. 

 "I don't know, you might want to try again." (Y/N) responded with a grin. I happily pressed our lips together once again. 

let's just end off with that we were in the art closet long after the Joker was arrested and the school was open again. 

A/N: Sorry this was so short and crappy!