The Tomboy (Damian Wayne/Robin x Reader)

Teammates

When you fell asleep, Damian watched you for a while. He was thinking about a lot. How you had been through a lot, how you were hiding so many demons, and the possibility of being (S/H/N). Jason had texted that he wouldn't be back until midnight. He thanked Damian a lot for bringing you back to his apartment. Damian's dark hair was messy because not only from the rain making it that way, but he kept running his hand through it. He was brooding over how you were getting bullied. So that must be the reason why you flipped out on Lillian, insulted him that day, and that is why you glared at Jen. Damian shook his head. In fact he grabbed his phone and wrote a break up text to Jen. He sent it, put it on silent for a while. Shallow of a breakup, but that was Damian. What was really shallow was how he sent it the words "I am done. I am breaking up with you."

Your (H/C) hair was almost dry now and you were snuggled into those blankets. Honestly Damian wished he could give you a hug but he knew that you would most likely hate that. He wasn't very affectionate at all though. It was very rare for him to show PDA with his relationships in the past. He barely gave hugs to family members too. Damian got up to use the restroom and when he came back out, after washing his hands, he saw you sitting up. You were looking around, you wiped your tears because you thought you were alone and all you wanted was someone to talk to.

"I'm still here." Damian said walking over. He sat down on the pull out bed beside you. "Want to talk about what happened?"

You sniffled and nodded. This wasn't the hot-headed (Y/N), it was the broken down side that needed help. This was the (Y/N) who truly needed to reach out.

"When did all of this bullying begin?"

"Since I moved here. Since I was thirteen. So five years." You answered.

"Did you tell anyone? Like teachers?"

"Yes but they didn't do much. They would just give them detention and that would be it."

Damian's jaw clenched. "So they just ignored it?"

You nodded. "Pretty much."

"Did you tell your brother all about this?"

"Barely."

"(Y/N). I have horrible inner demons and insecurities but I have to talk to someone about them. Grayson is one of my top people to talk to."

"I don't know how to open up to Roy when he is gasoline to a fire. See you and I have tempers, but he takes it to a whole new level since I am his baby sister."

Damian leaned back. "Then I will be that person you talk to. Like a therapist, but better."

You cocked an eyebrow. "Huh?"

"I am saying that I am going to be your friend. As long as your do me a favor."

"Which is...?"

"Don't call me Fuckboy." Damian said.

You smiled. "Okay Damian." You saw Damian's phone keep lighting up. "Are you gonna get that?"

"No." Damian said. "It isn't Todd or my brother or my father."

You were about to ask who it was, but he beat you to it.

"It's Jen. I broke up with her over text." Damian said.

You looked at him with wide eyes. "You dumped her over text?"

"Yes. She overstepped boundaries. I don't need a girl who makes fun of others. It makes me look like a dickhead."

You cracked a smile. "So... your broke up with her over text?"

"I believe I already answered that question Harper." He said turning his head. Damian had a tendency to call people by their last names, but you were an exception at times.

"No offense but that is shallow, but fucking funny." You said giggling.

Damian's lips turned into a very slight smile. "Indeed, but she deserved it. It was uncalled for her to be so rude to you."

You cuddled a blanket closer to you. "Damian Wayne... you are one bold boy. You might be an ass at times, a cocky guy, a bit dramatic guy, but it looks like you have a little bit of a heart."

"Dramatic?"

"Yes. Won't lie man, but if someone pisses you off then you take some deep measures. You don't hold back on people. A little dramatic."

"Tt." He rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He grabbed the remote and put on a movie. "We are going to watch this movie."

"Sure, don't ask me if I want to watch it." You said sarcastically.

"Do you want to?"

"I-"

"Yeah we are watching this." He cut you off. You rolled your eyes.

He made some popcorn and handed the bowl to you. You ate almost half of it during the middle of the movie until your stomach was full.

"You done?" Damian asked.

You nodded. "Stomach's full. I can't eat anymore."

Damian nodded and put the bowl to the side. There was a knock at the door. Damian got up and answered it. It was Tim, he looked at Damian. "How's she doing?" Tim asked. He got a quick glance and saw you watching a movie.

Damian stepped out into the hallway and closed the door behind him. "She is doing better. Turns out the bullying started when she was thirteen. Won't lie, she broke into tears after a bit. Refused to get in the car so I could drive her here. Turns out Jen has been the main one doing it."

"Your girlfriend?"

"Ex." Damian said.

"You broke up with Jen?"

"Yeah she overstepped her boundaries and I can't have a girlfriend that makes me look like an asshole. Because if I kept her, then it looks like I support her for being a bitch to (Y/N). Besides I mean she is our teammate."

Tim was good about keeping your vigilante secret. "What do you mean?"

"Oh not you too. Tim I know it is her." Damian said. "Same hair color, same smile, same laugh, same angry faces, that is all her." Damian said.

Tim changed the subject. "Was that your clothes she is wearing?"

Damian nodded. "I mean they are baggy enough for her to wear and comfortable. Besides her clothes were soaked and her bra was too. So I told her to strip down and-"

Tim cut him off and slammed him against the wall. "You made her strip in front of you?"

"No! She changed in the bathroom. Get your hands off of me Drake." Damian hit his brother's hands away. "I gave her a hoodie to slip over the shirt so it wasn't awkward for when she needed to walk around."

Tim calmed down. "Okay." He barely trusted his brothers when it came to respecting girls.

"You honestly think I would do that to her?" Damian asked.

"Sometimes I just worry that you will be a mini Jason. She doesn't need her heart broken or some perverted fucker." Tim said. Then he chuckled after a bit.

"What?"

"You didn't dry her clothes did you?" Tim asked.

"No. I was going to wait until Jason was home."

Tim crossed his arms with a smile. "Or do you just like that she is wearing your clothes?"

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You bucked heads with her, gave her a ride home, gave her your clothes, and now you are snuggling with her on the couch."

"Drake we were not cuddling. We are like two feet apart from each other. We are watching a movie." Damian said. He knew what Tim was hinting at but he didn't have feelings for you.

"You hate when people touch your clothes." Tim brought up.

"Goodbye Drake." Damian said and went back inside the apartment. Then he closed the door. He was avoiding his brothers accusations.