Selenophile || Batman

the dreamer

A light, pleasant wind blew, tickling her cheeks and swiping locks of dark brown hair near her eyes. She tugged them behind her ears, lower lip quivering and heart beating away like a drum as the boy before her smiled softly. Positioning himself on the ground, she was only vaguely aware of the faint sounds of waves splashing in the ocean in the background behind him. Above, the moon shone in all its beauty, casting a glow in the boy's jade green eyes as he steadied his weight on one knee, holding out a dark velvet box.

Oh, my God! Her heart was promising to burst out of her chest with shocked excitement as the box's lid was clicked open, revealing the most beautiful diamond she had ever seen, fixed on top of a priceless, platinum ring.

A smile lifting the ends of his lips—He's so handsome when he smiles!—Damian Wayne peered upwards into her eyes. "Valentina?" Her name rolled of his tongue lovingly. "Will you marry me?"

She had dreamed of this moment forever, but actually experiencing it was truly overwhelming. It was like waves of sheer happiness crashing into her, just as intense as the water crashing against the shore. Tears welled up in her eyes, hands clamping onto her mouth as she sniffed back her emotions, trying to reclaim her voice.

"Yes, Damian!" she finally squealed out, weeping with joy. "Yes! A hundred and ten times, yes!"

Violins began to play a romantic theme behind them as the boy rose, taking her hand in his. With tears of great felicity rolling down Valentina's cheeks, Damian gazed at her affectionately and slid the ring around her finger. His other hand pressed against her cheek, tilting her face towards him. She let her eyelids flutter shut, her palms resting flat against his chest, feeling the rhythmic heartbeat beneath as he leaned forward. His warm breath ghosted over her lips teasingly, coming closer, closer, and clos—

"Miss Sebastian!"

Her eyes flew open, and she blinked dumbly.

The sharp, feminine voice tore loudly through her fantasy once more. "Miss Sebastian, are you listening to me?"

The world around her began to crumble, her breath hitching as Damian's warm embrace vanished and the violins came to a screeching halt, soon replaced by the chatter of numerous young voices. Sunlight filled her vision in mere seconds, driving off the beauty of the seaside moon. Suddenly, a hand slammed onto the desk in front of her face, causing her to jerk upright, now alert.

Shaking her head disappointingly, the biology teacher tutted, "Day dreaming again, weren't you, Miss Sebastian?"

"What?" Valentina blinked, snapping back to reality of the classroom. She heard the hushed tittering of the other students and a blush exploded across her dark cheeks. "S-sorry, madam. I promise it won't happen again!"

"As if I believe you," the teacher sighed "This is the third time this week you've zoned out in class. I don't want you losing your grades."

"Yes, madam." Biting her bottom lip, the girl lowered her head, as if trying to hide behind her long hair. Not so much in shame but as to try and return to the happy dream world.

But soon the stifled giggles died down gradually and the biology teacher began her daily lecture again. Slumping deeper into her chair, Valentina peeked from the corners of her eyes, gaze landing on the boy seated far by the window. His shoulders were diligently squared and back rigid, an unimpressed look on his face as he glared ahead.

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"You were daydreaming about Wayne, weren't you?"

Valentina rolled her eyes, pulling her locker open while Fred stood leaning beside it. He crossed his arms with an amused look, glancing over the multiple pictures of Bruce Wayne's son pasted inside the walls of her locker. Then he arched a brow as she placed her books in, slamming the locker door closed.