Competition | ❧Damian Wayne X Reader☙ |

Part 25

You hopped into the backseat of the car, while (B/F/N) sat in front.

At the steering wheel was Jon, he smiled at (B/F/N) when she entered the car.

"Hey (N/N), glad you could join, " he looked back at you giving you a kind smile. "It's a good thing (B/F/N) lied to my mom, otherwise I wouldn't be here, " you smirked as you pulled a brush out of one of the car seats pockets. "Hey! I was doing you a favor you needed some 'you' time, " she tried reasoning. You hum in response, smirking as you brushed your hair. Jon chuckled as he started the car.

It was a short drive to the mall, about 10 minutes give or take.

As soon as you arrive in the mall you felt shivers run down your spine, you could feel goosebumps forming on your arms. You had always been warm-blooded, living in Gotham was a serious challenge for you.

"Damn, it's hot in here, " (B/F/N) said rather dramatically while taking her jacket off, Jon copied. "I don't know Honey, maybe it's just me, " Jon teased as he snaked his arm around (B/F/N)'s waist. "You wish Kent, " she smiled brightly at Jon. You smiled at how cute they were.

You've never seen her this happy with any of her past boyfriends. You were so happy for them.

(B/F/N) then grabs your and Jon's hands, tugging you towards H&M. "Woah, (B/F/N) slow down!" Jon exclaimed. "There's a sale on knitted sweater and I need more, " (B/F/N) said sounding very crazed. "(B/F/N) you have like fifty different colored ones!"

You said thinking of just how cramped this girl's closet was getting. She rolled her eyes at you.

We stepped into the store and (B/F/N) immediately treated the space like a scavenger hunt, she shuffled and rummaged through the stacks of folded clothes.

Jon, that sweet boy just followed her around not knowing what else to do. Occasionally he would pick something up, "Hon, I think this really suits you," he would say. Something you learned about Jon in the duration you've known him is that he is really good with fashion, this boy has an actual sense of style. Probably picked it up from his mom.

You, on the other hand, were looking for a good gift for Damian, since Christmas was nearing. You look around for a while but couldn't find anything, you couldn't think of one thing he didn't already own that was in this store, heck in the whole mall.

"Ya, ready (Y/N)?" (B/F/N) asked holding two shopping bags. "Yeah, I was just looking for something for Dami, " you explained. "You could always make him something homemade, he secretly loves stuff like that, " Jon smiled at you. "But what would I make then?" You asked. "A framed picture?" He questioned. "You, Jonathan Samuel Kent are a genius."

Next shop that hit with (B/F/N)'s shopping rampage was Victoria's Secret. This shop always made you feel uneasy. Since you were little you always thought it was where cults met for rituals.

Boy were you wrong, it was anything but that. You certainly didn't understand the purpose of undergarments when you were younger so you never comprehended why so many people went in there.

"Really (B/F/N)?" You ask knowingly. "What? I saw these really cute pair online, " she smirked. "-And what do you plan on doing with those 'really cute pair?" You smirked back. "Wear them... Duh!" She replied with, just walked into the store, a tint of pink glazed her cheeks.

"You know on second thought, I'll just wait out here, " Jon said peering into the store. "I'll stay too, not like i need anything from in there anyway," you chuckled.

You turned your head for a split second to see a crowd of people, among them a woman wearing a white hockey mask looking at you. You look back at that spot but the person was gone. This was the second time you'd seen someone with that same mask staring at you, could it a coincidence?