I finish hacking the bat computer, and tim stands up and starts clapping..."I'm confused why are you clapping?" He smiles, "because you just finished training with me."
I blink...then that means I take a sharp breath and squeal out"no way" I look around the cave and, suddenly Richard(A/N I'm dying it auto corrected to rot hard) walks in and says ," congratulations y/n"
Jason walks down,"yeah congratulations y/n you finally get to leave this hell hole." Richard turns cake in one hand and punches Jason in the arm. I smile, and slowly say,"I'be still not got a suit or anything to actually make me a hero." They look at each other and tim stutters" oh shit" he turns to the guys,"sorry, I forgot" I laugh..." that just means I get to spend a little more time with you guys before I have to leave."
Richard runs up setting the cake on the the table next to the batcomputer " I guess you're right." We all sit and eat cake, Alfred comes down with Bruce later and Damian shortly follows after(🤣 a/n sorry I had to make the joke) we all sit and eat cake...it's a lovely ice cream cake.
After that I go upstairs to shower and go to bed. I get to my room and slowly open the door, I know why my hero name is going to be and I think I have an idea of what it should look like, so while I'm thinking in the shower, I plan out what it will look like and how to draw it and what weapons will be where. I finish...and by god it looks aweful but they should get the just.(a/n look at my pic above) I finish that and put my art stuff up, I look at the clock and it's 11:00 .
I decide before I go to bed I will do a small dance. So I go to the closet and turn on a song,"hurts like hell" I start dancing and I remember mama and papa and my sibling, I take a deep breath in the middle and realize I started crying, and before I can help it I sink to the ground sniffing and trying to keep myself from making noise, I turned it down so as not to disturb everyone, so if I start sobbing they would hear, I sit on the ground my hands over my mouth leaning forward towards the ground I stand to turn off the music, once it's off I try to make my way back to the bed..."thud " I hit my foot on my dresser on my way back to my bed. I hear footsteps outside my door, someone knocks. I scramble to the door locking it, trying to hide my crying.
I do a very poor job.
Suddenly someone is trying to open the door,"l/n open up, are you ok"
I hiccup,"I'm alright , you can go away."
Damian pounds on the door,"l/n open the door...l/n open the door or I'll break it down." I hiccup twice in a row,"please go away" I say again this time pleading. Suddenly the door is off it's hinges, flying across the room, I'm curled up in the corner, I start to shake, and hyperventilate, Damian runs over he kneels in front of me,"what's wrong" i start studdering..."I...cant...breath" he stands up, suddenly I don't want to be alone, I grab his sleeve before he can run off,"can you...can you just ..." I stop thinking how much has changed since he started training me, I don't know what to do so I just throw myself onto him, he catches me and he sinks to the ground holding me, I cry into his chest, he's wearing a very scratchy black turtleneck , I don't care though he moves us up against the wall. I realize what I'm doing...oh god he must think so lowly of me now I cry harder,"I'm sorry...I'm sorry... I'm sorry...I'm so so sorry...I'm so sorry Damian" he stiffens,"it's..it's ok" he puts an arm on my shoulder and holds me, I hear him start humming a lullaby my father sung to me when I was young, he quietly sings the lyrics into my ear.
I start to clam down a little bit, he keeps singing, I start to fall asleep when he picks me up and walks me over to my bed, he lays me down and goes to leave. I subconsciously grab his sleeve, start drifting off as he sighs. I don't know what he does next because I'm almost asleep.but in the morning I definitely feel cozy with the heater under my blanket, and right in front of me practically surrounding me. I yawn and open my eyes, I look at this person , my eyes are met with a dark wall, I raise my head up, I see Damian looking at me. He seems off somehow, suddenly tim barges in with a tub of water, he does this every morning. One morning I wasn't up yet and he dumped it on me , he walks over to the bed tub on his head, and yanks the blanket back.
I don't even have enough time to be embarrassed about Damian being in my bed, before tim in a fright falls back and the tub lands on himself drenching him. I bust out laughing, then I hear running, suddenly Jason and Richard are in my room. I don't process why their staring until, I go to get out of my bed, and Damian grabs my hand. All the other boys look like their losing their minds. I look at him and flush red. "Drake you idiot,l/n if you get up now I'm almost certain that you will slip." That's when I realize that since my bed is against the wall, the only way to get out of my bed before Damian anyways Is to crawl over him. So I just sit their cris cross apple sauce. Looking at tim."you made the mess you clean it up." They all still look like their in shock.Suddenly all of them bolt for paper towels. They are cleaning up the water furiously. Richard speaks up,"so y/n, you're with Damian now-" Damian speaks for me ," fuck you grayson" I look at him and lean over grabbing the pillow from behind Damian, that's propped up, he falls back a little, I smack him in the face, he looks livid, then I throw it at Richard."you're so gonna get it," Richard goes to throw it at me and I duck behind Damian, he grabs it mid air."stop this foolishness, and we aren't together Grayson." Jason finishes picking up his towels and says,"yet" tim buts in,"also that's not what it looked like when I walked in. Damian looks about ready to kill someone, Jason just bolts,"fuck off demon spawn."Damian growls,"I'm gonna kill you drake." Tim looks up, "sure you can do that, but first let me get my coffee."
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Failing to be his beloved (Damian Wayne robin x reader)
FanfictionI do not own the young justice league or DC comics for that matter.Nor do I own the cover photo.This is a really screwed up story with screwed up stuff so full warning (I do not suggest you read this) there is some language and all translations are...