Failing to be his beloved (Damian Wayne robin x reader)

Mornings with damian.

I woke up this morning to the shower running, and the bedding next to me growing closer. I sit up as the shower turns off. I look over at the bathroom door, and Damian steps out, over to his dresser, " I'd suggest you close your eyes, remember last time." I blush and close my eyes. I sit there, I think I'm going to forget about the man. Or at least try. He says,"it's safe to open, at that he turns and asks me if I want to shower. I nod, he walks over to me and says," you can use my bathroom, there's a fresh towel on the counter, and there's shampoo and conditioner as well, you can take as long as you want. I walk in and close the door behind me, I take off the sweat pants and shirt, then turn on the shower to warm up, I crawl in, and sit on the ground the events of what happened still fresh in my mind, but I'm going to try to forget about it, or at least not let it bother how I am with everyone. I sit there in the shower, and think, do I really have feelings for Damian... of all people. I burry my head in my knees. "great..." I sigh I adjusted to the water, so I turn it up a little more, it's not that hot, but my skins turning red. I grab the shampoo, and wash my hair, then the conditioner I let it sit for probably 15 minuets, when my hair starts drying I stick my head back in the water and rinse it out. I sit there while it runs out of my hair. There's about a week till my 14th birthday. I look much more mature then most girls my age, but still. That man couldn't have possibly thought I was older than 18. I wonder if I ever told anyone when my birthday was. I know my last birthday was the day I meet everyone, the day I preformed with mamma. She only performed for my birthday. It was my fault she died. I should have known she wasn't healthy enough to preform. I get out, and my sweats are gone,
I wrap the towel around myself, and walk to the door, the towel is oddly warm. I open. The door just a crack and call out for Damian,"Hey Damian, what happened to the clothes I had," the door is pushed open, and Damian apologized, "sorry I had Alfred take them to wash, I didn't think you would be done so fast, but thankfully the towel just finished," that's why it's so warm." You can barrow some of my clothes, but be sure to return them." Get a load of this idiot, you never lend your clothes to a girl and expect them back. " ok" he leads the way to his dresser, he opens a few drawers, I grab one of his t-shirts and slide it on, it goes to mid -thigh so I drop the towel, then I look to see if any of his pants would dare fit me. Sadly not, so I grab a pair of his boxers, the elastic should make it so it doesn't slide off. The boxers go to a little past my knees. They're black, and very comfortable, so is the shirt. It's a plain black t-shit. I tell Damian I'm decent, and he turns around. His eyes go wide at the sight of me. And ...oh my god...is he"are you blushing." He furiously throws his head to the side muttering a "no" I giggle, and move toward him, usually I'd take this opportunity to embarrass him, so that's what I'll do. As I take a step towards him, he looks back at me, I smirk mischievously, and move closer, when I'm about a foot away, I put a hand to the collar of his shirt, and let my fingers hang on the rim. His breath catches," I like this shirt more I think. And you look like you like this look." He looks dumbfound. I lean in closer." I win." His face dawns with realization. "Oh..."he leans down to my height,"so that's how you're playing.if you like this shirt so much, he grabs the sides of the shirt, and pulls it off. "Why don't you wear it." I blush as the shirt I'm wearing, the collar is so large that it falls to my shoulders. Is slowly pushed down my shoulders as the new one replaces so as not to show anything, at my hips, the shirt slips to the ground. I'm pretty sure my whole face is a tomato by now. He leans to my ear. " you look good in it," he whispered. I whimpered a little. At that he says,"I think I won this time." I nod a little. My legs feel shaky. I don't even notice I'm biting my lip till he sighs,"l/n stop biting your lip like that." I look at him eyes wide."why" my eyes then suddenly catch site of the obvious tent In his pants. " NEVERMIND... Actually I think I won...I'm gonna go to the kitchen, so you can take care of That Where Do You Want Me To Leave The Towel?" He looks distraught." I'll handle the towel, you go to the kitchen, I'm sure Alfred will make you something to eat." He says , awkwardly walking over to the towel and picking it up, I turn and quickly walk out the door. "Bye" leaves my lips quick. I'm down the hall in a flash. When I get to the kitchen, alfred and Jason are talking. I walk over to the fridge, and grab an orange. Their conversation stops abruptly when Jason is suddenly in front of me, "what happened to your arm. "I freeze. "Master Jason, y/n went undercover on a mission, and was quit unjustly treated. I suggest, you butt out of other people's business." I laugh, "thank you Alfred. It's not like he got to far anyway, I got away," I say  in my more normal chipper tone. Jason's face pales, "someone tried to- " he cuts himself off. "Are you ok." I smile,"just peachy." Then he follows that question with,"HOLD UP...ARE THOSE DEMON SPAWNS CLOTHES!" I look down, forgetting what I was wearing." Yeah." He then makes this weird voice,"You and demon did the frickle frackle" I laugh at how he referenced sex."no, I'm just borrowing some of his clothes, because mine needed washed." The look on his face is priceless.