Batboys Oneshots

See Me In A Crown- Damian Wayne

"I'm clearly the best Robin there has ever been." Damian boasts, you two were on patrol. Damian being his bratty self, started talking about himself.

"Yeah and why is that?" You ask, teasingly.

"I'm the best fighter, and smarter too."

"Really? I always thought Tim was the smartest."

"(L/n)." He says threateningly. You laugh before running off to the warehouse the two of you were assigned to check out. He follows behind, keeping up with you. Jumping up on the roof to see through the windows up top, the only thing inside were several crates. Damian, being the self inclined asshole, jumped down into the room.

"You dumbass, there could be a trap." You whisper yell to him; he hits the ground and flips you off.

"On top of my good looks, I also have a big amount of money. That makes me the best!" He yells up to you.

"Jason's kinda hot." You say, playfully.

"What!" He yells, hot temperally to you. You snicker.

"If anything, I'm the best. I listen well, I have never had the urge to kill. I'm Alfred's favourite!" You say, he chuckles and turns away from you. You take the opportunity to sneak in and hide behind a crate. The echo in the warehouse would come to your advantage too.

"Yeah, well I'm not a bratty child that Batman goes easy on." Damian states, you pick up what seemed like a stick and throw it at him. It hits him in the back, and you sneak off again.

"Not funny!"

"On the contrary, it was hilarious." You giggle, a sigh of irritation is heard from the angry child across the room.

"Aww, did I ruffle your fur kitten?" You tease Damian, the nickname driving him more insane.

"Very unprofessional (l/n)." He states, trying to keep his cool from the remarks you make at him. You swiftly jump up on top of a crate, posing for Damian to see.

"Wow, you look dreadful." He dead pans before starting to walk towards you.

"Damian do you know what a place like this is useful for?"

"Let me think. Weapon hideout, a secret location, death."

"No." You say standing up and looking down on him.

"It's good for putting little immature boys into their place." He raises his eyebrows in confusion.

"Oh (l/n) it will take more than your disgusting face to change me in any way."

"I wonder if that's what Jason said to Joker?" You say, putting a hand on your chin in fake wonder.

"Did you just make a joke about Jason's death?"

"Did I? Probably." Damian stands in bewilderment at your comment.

"Death happens every day Damian, we were the lucky ones who got him back and now he's wasting his second life. Drinking, having sex almost every night with a stranger, he's gonna get an infection. I'm calling it now."

"Do you perceive yourself as god (y/n)?" He jokes, you jump on his back pinning him to the ground.

"No more as royalty Wayne. Everyone falls for the ocean eyes I give out, including you. You should see me in a crown."

"What are you on (l/n)?" He struggles yet fails, you lean close into his ear.

"Your silence is my favourite sound; you should watch me at school making everyone bow one by one." You lean off before running away from his body.

"What are you up to?" He whispers to himself, oddly intrigued with the game you were obviously playing with him.

"I like the way the villains all scream, tell me which one is worse though Dames. Living or dying first? Sleeping inside a hearse?" You sing out, skipping behind a huge pile.

"You're as crazy as Joker." You giggle at that, knowing that he's playing too.

"The boys say come over baby, I think you're pretty." You lean out the side, you wink as you gesture him to come closer with your hand before hiding back behind.

Damian freezes at that line, jealousy filling him.

"I'm okay though, I'm not their babies and if they think I'm pretty. They should see me in a crown." Climbing the crates, you hum out.

"Do you know the names of the boys telling you, you're pretty?" As he finishes you jump onto his shoulders, he catches you before crashing to the floor. Your 2 bodies separating but no harm done to the pair.

You laugh before sitting up, Damian pouting at the fall. You slowly crawl to him before flirtatiously putting your arms around his shoulders. You quickly peck his nose, his arms wrapping around your torso.

"You want me to quote more Billie Eilish at you? She has a lot more songs that I can gladly serenade you with."

"I'm okay love. I was quite curious about what you were doing." He looks you up and down, almost hungrily.

"I may be biased but I think we would be fantastic rulers, sorry I meant I would be a fantastic ruler." You joke before Damian jokingly slaps your ass. You push him off along with a slight scolding.

You stand up as Damian gets a call from Bruce about patrol.

"Everything's all clear in here. Are we good to come back?" Damian asks him, Bruce says yes. As the call is about to end you both hear a voice in the background.

"(Y/n) you better be prepared for me to beat your ass for that joke you made about me!"

"Eat my shorts Jason!"

"That's Damian's job." And with that the call ended, you both went back to the mansion for a nice cuddle session.