The Musicians (Damian Wayne x reader)

78. A Turning Choice

~~~Your point of view~~~
       You put your earrings on and slipped on your heels. A knock came from the two other side of your door, making you lose your train of thought. "Come in!" You shouted. Tim entered dressed in black suit pants and a black button up and a pink tie that matched your dress; his black suit jacket was hanging on his shoulders. You glanced over at him. "You look like you're going to prom."
       "Fair," he nodded, slipping on a tie clip. "You almost ready?"
       "Yeah, I'm ready," you stood and met him at the door. You linked your arm in his and he led you downstairs to where Alfred was waiting. Alfred drove you to a luxurious rose garden decorated with string lights. It seemed magical. There was a chess pattern dance floor set up in the center with a live band and at another side of the garden there were tables dressed in classy white table cloths and chairs. A food table was set up with fancy catering that Damian had selected. It was his first time arranging a charity event on behalf of Wayne enterprises. He had started his internship and preparation to work at the company. Tim had been doing the same since the beginning of his high school years. Due to Damian's leadership position, Tim had been asked to escort you since Damian had to be available to discuss business and manage the staff. The venue seemed to be a scene out of a fancy magazine. The charity attenders were dressed for a classy summer evening with dancing and drinks for the adults. You stayed on Tim's arm in a formal manner as he led you to Bruce and Dick who was attending as an assistant in case any trouble arose. "Mr. Wayne," you nodded at him. He smiled and returned the gesture.
       "What do you think?" Mr. Wayne gestured to the decorated garden.
       "It's beautiful," you smiled, looking around.
       "That's good," Mr. Wayne grinned. "Try to enjoy yourself seeing as this is your first event where you haven't had to work." You nodded. Tim led you to one of the rose beds. You leaned over one of the roses and gently inhaled the lovely aroma.
       "Damian made some excellent choices," Tim nodded to the venue.
       "It is lovely," you agreed, watching people dance and laugh as they socialized.
       "Would you like to get something to eat or drink?" Tim offered.
       "Sure," you shrugged. The two of you headed towards the refreshment tables. Your hand rested on Tim's arm until you reached the drinks table.
       "Sparkling apple cider?" Tim asked. You nodded with a smile. "Two sparkling apple ciders please." You gaped at the men serving your drinks. It was the red headed man that Jason lived with and Jason himself. He winked at you as you rolled your eyes. You and Tim got your drinks and sat down at an empty table. The two of you chatted as you sipped your drinks. You spotted Damian in the corner of your eye talking to a man that looked like Oliver Queen.
       "Is that Mr. Queen?" You asked. Tim presses a finger to his lips which held a smirk. You shook your head with a smile. Suddenly you heard the band switch songs. You recognized it immediately. "Come on!" You grabbed Tim's hand and started pulling him towards the dance floor.
       "What? Where are we going?" he laughed.
       "Dancing!" You grinned. "I love this song!" You pulled him into a dancing position on the dancing floor. He chuckled as the two of you danced. The photographers had a field day, but you couldn't care less. You were having fun. "Don't you remember?"
       "Of course I do," he sighed happily. "This was like the first event we went to together. Although as I recall, you were there for a different reason then." You smiled at the memory.