Intoxicating💋 [Rewritten]

Chapter 2: Damian. Why do I see a purple bruise on your neck?

This is basically just Damian's POV of chapter 1. Someone requested it. I might upload chapter 3 sometime today or tomorrow if I don't have enough time to do it today.

He could hear her annoying laughs as he fell. The wind rushing in his hair and gravity pulling him further down. He couldn't see his life flashing through his eyes though. So that was a good sign. Besides, he was sure she wouldn't try to kill him...right?

He grumbled and grabbed a pipe rooted to the side of the building then climbed his way up almost slipping on the smooth surface. When his head popped up, he saw her running away and heard her squeas and giggles. He couldn't deny that he didn't find them cute and adorable. She was kind of like a kitten. Adorable and soft but then deadly when she showed her claws.

He knew he couldn't catch her with her stupid agility. Miraculous wielders were such cheaters! He'd worked so hard just to jump from one roof to another for weeks and she'd been able to do it in one day just because of a piece of jewelry! He huffed. He could at least outsmart her. 

He found her on a roof and almost burst out laughing when she bumped into him. Weren't ladybugs meant to be graceful or something? Her apologies were replaced with a screech when her eyes caught sight of him. A screech that he would most definitely not ever want to hear again. Yup. Definitely. He totally wouldn't want to hear that again! Nope! Never. Not even when she was--

"H-Hey Robin. No hard feelings right?" She took a step back. "I mean I was only playing around." She took another step back. "If I were in that situation, you'd be laughing too." She bolted.

But he caught her. She should've known by now that his reflexes were way faster than hers could ever be. She had agility. He had stealth. It balanced out. He could feel her heartbeat through her wrist. It was getting faster as her fear spiked. But not in a bad way. It was more like when you were playing hide and seek and you heard the seeker getting closer and closer to your hiding spot. It was fun and playful. And he kinda liked it. He liked the fact that she was having fun with him. Most women didn't do that. 

He almost gave in. Just a tiny little nudge would've allowed him to give in to what she called her 'give me a cookie' or whatever eyes. They were so wide and bright and cute and he could just stare at them all day. He almost gave in. Almost. 

"I'm not falling for that."

He saw as her face brightened and her mouth broke out into a grin. It was then he knew he'd said the wrong damn thing. "Damn. I really thought that would work! I mean, you did just fall off a--" 

He pushed her off. Hearing as her squeals and laughs almost faded before he saw her bounce back up, her lips breaking out into an almost teasing smirk. "You know that won't work on me Dami!" Of course he knew. At least he tried. Better than letting her laugh at him and tease him and-- waiiit. Did she just...

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me by my--ugh." He sighed in frustration. He could survive almost anything. Literally anything! Electrocuted water, a shot to the leg, and infested wound, fire! Even his father's wrath! But this woman would certainly be the death of him. 

She swung up from where she was dangling to the lamp pole - her legs pulling and pushing to add momentum - and landed neatly  next to him (to his annoyance). Her and her stupid, perfect acrobatics! He could almost feel the warmth of her body from where she stood close to him. It was nice compared to the cold air and he almost snuggled in. Almost. Until it was broken away from him as she made her way to the edge of the roof. He watched as she sat and sat down next to her. And he most certainly didn't miss the way she shivered. Honestly. This dumb girl. He almost had the urge to pull her in. Ladybugs didn't handle the cold well and he would die before he let her catch a cold!