"He what?!" I slammed the counter of the lady out of anger.
He was just put behind bars. I just saw him yesterday evening. What the hell!
"(Y/N)..." I hear Damian put his hand on my shoulder.
I close my eyes as I concentrate on my breathing pattern to calm down. After a few seconds I open them and I faced the officer,
"Sorry" I gave her a smile as if I didn't just hit her desk while she gave me a nervous one.
As I walked outside, I knew Damian was following me.
Especially when he spoke behind me,
"(Y/N), what was that?"
"I'm sorry, Damian" I stated before walking away with my hands crossed.
"(Y/N)!" I hear him scream behind me.
"Just let me be, please" I yelled back.
I lied. I wanted to talk out what I had in me. But what did I have?
Just when I try to understand my father, he escapes.
All of a sudden, I felt arms wrapped around me and a chin on top of my head,
"No"
The voice belonged to Damian.
"When I'm mad, I need someone to talk to. Just like you need one. And I believe that I told you that I'm here for you. So no, I'm not leaving you"
His grip got tighter as if I were to run somewhere. I blushed at his words. The way he said it. He really mean't it.
"Gracias" I stated in spanish. When I really want my words to come out with emotion, I state them in spanish.
》"Gracias" = "Thank you" in spanish《
In spanish, if you have the right accent, the words are filled with emotion.
"De nada, y no eres la única que sabe español" I turn around to see him with a smirk.
》"De nada, y no eres la única que sabe español" = "You're welcome, and you're not the only one who knows spanish"《
I giggled as I wrapped my arms around his waist and he wrapped his around my shoulders.
Now I was really sure that I loved him. He's someone I can trust.
He really is a great friend.
However, my heart was telling me something else. It was beating so fast, but I don't speak it's language. So, I don't understand what it's trying to tell me.
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"Thanks, Dami" I stated with a smile as we walked through the park.
We decided to walk inside the park and walk to my house from there. But this would be a lot farther for Damian to get home. And he just sent Alfred home.
"Dami?" He questioned.
"Like your new nickname?" I said sarcastically.
"-TT-, I prefer Rich Boy, than Dami" He spoke the word 'Dami' with disgust.
That '-TT-'...
Robin says it too. It can't be that...
Damian Wayne is Robin?

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Who We Are [Damian Wayne x Reader]
FanfictionEver wonder what it's like to be a Hero? Or what it's like to be... Someone? You'll get to know the answer as you soar through the roofs of Gotham, without knowing that Gotham City already had it's own heroes. "Who are you?" "-TT-, I should be the o...