The Musicians (Damian Wayne x reader)

66. Secret Visits

~~~Your point of view~~~
You stared out the window of the room you were staying in at Kate's house. You and Kate had just gotten back from school. Since it was the week of Valentine's Day the halls were covered in hearts and other "romantic" things. The news had spread that you weren't talking to Damian. You still had classes with him, but you just ignored him and kept your head down to do work. There were a few times he looked as though he was going to approach you, but he had changed his mind and walked away helplessly. Once he had even managed to come up to your desk and open his mouth to say something, but when the moment came, his mouth opened and closed like a fish and he sighed heavily, slumping into the seat in front of you. Since the news spread, you'd been receiving valentine gifts in your locker; roses were given to you in the halls, and you didn't like it at all. The only one you wanted was Damian. It was painful to watch him move in his depressed state as he wandered through the halls. His head was normally held high with pride, but now he just glared at the ground. You looked at your phone which was buzzing with notifications. There were boys asking you out and texts from Damian asking where you were. You ignored them all. "Hey," Kate walked over to you.
"Hey," you sighed.
"You miss the manor?" she guessed.
"Yeah, Tim got a concussion apparently and I haven't been able to check in on him," you frowned.
"Then let's go," she smiled.
"What?" You looked at her in confusion.
"Let's go to the manor and you can use your awesome skills to sneak in and check on Tim then you can sneak back out," she grinned.
"Let's do it! Let me just get some things." You nodded.
You and Kate headed down to the garage. You picked a sleek black car and climbed into the passenger seat. "Ok, can you take us to Wayne manor, but stay at the end of the driveway? Don't approach the house," Kate instructed the driver.
"As you wish Miss," he nodded.
When you reached the manor, the driver did as instructed and stayed at the end of the driveway. You got out of the car. I'll text you when I'm coming out. Kate gave you a thumbs up and pulled her phone out. You sprinted around the side of the manor, aware of where the cameras were. You avoided most of them, but you weren't too concerned since everyone besides Tim and Alfred would be on patrol. You used your grapple gun to scale the wall under Tim's room. When you reached his window, you saw he was laying in bed, but he obviously wasn't asleep. You tapped gently on the window, attracting his attention. His eyes widened and he rushed to the window. He opened it and let you in.
"What are you doing here?" He hugged you tightly.
"I came to check on you," you explained, returning the hug. You pulled a box out of your backpack and opened it, releasing the smell of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.
"You brought me cookies?" his eyes sparkled and he eagerly took one like a little kid.
"Of course," you laughed quietly. You also took out your suit and weapons. "I also wanted to return this."
"Ah, I'll get it washed and repaired," he nodded, setting your suit on his desk.
"I also brought some fruit salad. How's your head?" you took out another small box and a plastic fork.
"It's ok. It could be better. When are you going to come back?" Tim asked, taking the fruit salad.
You pressed your lips together, "I'm sorry. I don't know."
"It's okay. Take your time. We miss you," Tim hugged you once again. "Poor Alfred misses when you'd help him take care of us. Jason doesn't come around the manor too often anymore."
"I promise I'll be back. Make sure to get some rest," you assured him before you scaled back down the wall.
"Bye," he waved sadly, watching you from the window. You texted Kate and they pulled up and you jumped in the car and drove back to Kate's place.
"How is he?" Kate asked.
"He's doing alright," you sighed.
"What's wrong?"
"The family is kinda falling apart," you sighed. "They need me."
"Oh." The two of you rode in silence until you reached her house.

~~~Dick's point of view~~~
       I had just finished patrol, and I climbed the stairs to check on Tim before going to bed. I expected to find him not listening to the doctor and refusing to rest, but when I opened his door, the smell of chocolate chip cookies drifted out. I opened the door and moved next to his bed. He was knocked out and tangled up with his messy sheets and pillows. Sitting on his nightstand was a box with cookie crumbs, a mostly finished glass of milk, and another box with the remnants of some fruit as well as a plastic fork. I took the boxes and glass and headed downstairs, closing the door behind me. I walked into the kitchen where Alfred was cleaning. "Did you make Tim chocolate chip cookies?" I asked.
       "No, I don't recall doing such a thing," Alfred answered. "Master Timothy did come down looking for a glass of milk which I did find somewhat odd."
       "I just ask because there was an eaten fruit salad and box of cookie and chocolate crumbs," I explained.
       "Well, I can tell you with confidence that no one in this house made chocolate chip cookies," Alfred responded.
       "But that means someone broke in just to give Tim cookies," I stared at Alfred.
       "If I may Master Richard, (Y/n) is the only one who has the skill set to sneak into the Wayne manor with the mentality to deliver treats to an injured Master Timothy," Alfred mentioned.
       "(Y/n) was here?" I asked.
       "Who else could it be?" the old man smirked.

~~~Small note~~~
       Bruce had seen on the security cameras that it was you and had temporarily disabled the traps guarding the manor. He also told Alfred who made sure not to check on Tim while you were there. Despite them both being adults, they will let you get away with your sneaky shenanigans because both want what's best for you and the others. They expected you to check on Tim sooner or later.