An answer to my dreams(Damian Wayne x reader)

Mannerly men

He stiffens to my response." I'm not sure I understand." I push my face into his chest. I keep my voice clear though as I say this,"A few years ago, my dad had a friend over to watch me, they left and well...you get the idea. I cried for days, my mother avoided me and my father left again. It wasn't a choice I would have agreed to if given the opportunity." He feels stiff, as he keeps walking were quiet for a bit until I ask," Do you have any bad scars? If so what is one story?" He keeps looking ahead."When I was 8 my mother and I fought for my birthday. When I lost she sent me through brutal training for days, intruders to my room in the night while I slept , attacks lead in the day. On the last day of the week I collapsed and my mother cut my shoulder to my torso with her katana." I flinch. My arms pull me closer around his neck. This causes him to stop."What are you doing?" I let go."Put me down and I'll tell you.*Boom*" this time I don't scream but flinch...hard. He sets me down."I'm giving you a hug." I lean forward and an arm slips under his and my other goes over his. I lean my head into his neck."I know what this is but why?" I keep myself firm in the hug,"Hug back and I'll tell you." He slowly moves his hands to my lower back and rests them in a small loop,"This is obscured." I pull closer to him,"No this is comforting, what do you feel?" He looks down at me I feel his head on mine."I feel your hands on my side and back." I sigh,"I mean how do you feel inside." He keeps looking around, his eyes darting almost out of fear."I feel like...-Someone's watching us." He pulls me closer almost protective. "Who's out there." I don't know where from but a knife makes it to his hand. I shift my neck to look and see Dick step out from behind a tree."Hey little D...Umbra...Aww!!!My little bird is all grown up...ah, I'm gonna cry." He lets go of me and I almost trip.*Boom*i flinch and pull my arms around me. My eyes darting to the sky. I look back down and see Damian yelling at Dick,"That wasn't going on. We're just..." Dick cuts him off before he can finish,"Just holding each other in the rain. Arms wrapped around each other. Molding against the others body. Fine don't tell me." I look at him face red,"No... nonononono, that's not what was happening...I mean it looked like it but..." Damian stops me before I embarrass myself,"It's none of your business Dick, what are you even doing here?" He smiles,"Alfred sent me to get you, dinner is ready. Plus your going to give him a heart attack staying out here in the storm like this." We walk a few steps and are through the forest line...Damn we were close. We get to the door and Alfred hands is towels,"Let's get you two washed up while I make you tea or hot chocolate miss Umbra?" I smile,"What type of tea?" He smiles as he walks me to a room with a bathroom and clothes,"We have all types of tea, I'll bring it here when you're done showering. Also before I forget to mention this is your new room." I drop the towel,"Oh no...this is to much, it..I can't...I'm not even earning a keep here right now. I don't deserve thi-" he cuts me off,"There will be none of that miss Umbra, Bruce has taken it upon himself to raise you, so as you will be staying here, anything you want or need shall provided within reason. Now what type of tea would you like?" I pick up the towel,"do you have Echinacea tea?" He nods,"it'll be here shortly, now shower.there are clothes in the closet." I nod as he leaves. I open the closet and decide I will scope it out later for now I just grab a sports bra underwear , a shirt and pajama shorts."I go to the bathroom and bath fast. I get dressed and walk out feeling better. There's a knock at the door, Alfred and Damian walk in," he hands us both a mug. He looks at me,"You're a can of tea?" I nod,"I assume you are as well, What type is yours?"he looks at me as Alfred leaves,"The same as yours." I smile,"You have good tase, that and you probably don't like being sick I presume." He smirks,"I don't get 'sick'" I nod ,"Everyone gets sick on some level." He shakes his head,"Fair point but not with the common cold at least." I nod."I didn't mean to embarrass you earlier." He looks at me,"Apologize excepted." I keep looking at him. I feel myself smiling a word pops into my head and with out thinking it leaves my mouth,"Kiarosclerosis." He looks at me,"Wha-" I immeadiatly freak out,"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to say that out loud. I'm sorry, I'm a logophile. And well, that word came to mind and I just. Sorry." He keeps looking at me,"What does it mean." His brows are furrowed so he look confused,"Well...it's the moment you realize that you're currently happy—consciously trying to savor the feeling—which prompts your intellect to identify it, pick it apart and put it in context, where it will slowly dissolve until it's little more than an aftertaste." He nods,"Why did you think of it?" I look down at my mug of tea,"because that's what's going to happen with this moment." His face relaxes out of confusion,"Do you think words often?" I nod," I usually don't use them though, mostly because others don't want to know,can't understand me, or don't care." He grabs my hand holding the mug,"I wouldn't mind learning new words, you don't have to stop yourself. Everyone here would love some intellect. And if they don't I do." I nod." So you want me to say the words that come to mind?" He nods."rubatosis." He looks at me expecting a definition...but I think it will make me more aware, so my face as it turns beet red I say," the unsettling awareness of your heart beat." He looks at me," where did you learn the words you like?" I look over at him,"The books I checked out of the library. Dictionaries, books and asking." He nods. Our eyes connect and ,"Opia" I don't explain this one though. I rip my gaze from his and to my mug."I need to make some more tea, I'll be back." I stand up. As I go to the door,"Opia, doesn't it mean the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eye, which can feel simultaneously invasive and vulnerable--as if you were peering through a hole in the door of a house, able to tell that there's someone standing there, but unable to tell if you're looking in or looking out." I nod my head and rush out of the room. I get to the kitchen. Not wanting to bother alfred, I put water in a kettle and heat it. As I sit there I think. Does he have a vast vocabulary as well...or does he like literature. My mind still occupied as I start to pour the water. Is abruptly stopped when *Boom* I let a light scream of fear last a second. As I flinched, the water burned my hand."ow...ow... ow... hot.hot"I hear foot steps, and Damian is in the room. He must of heard,"I'm sorry about the mess. I'll clean it up. The thunder just gave me a fright and well I...well...I'm sorry." He walks right over to me and grabs my hand I flinch."Are you ok." I stop my rushing thoughts,"Yeah." He rolls his eyes."I'll be fine, the water was scorching yes, but it'll heal, it's only a minor burn." He nods. More people enter the room. He lets go of my hand. "I heard a scream...is everything alright." Alfred walks over to me as I look for cleaning supplies."My goodness,What happened to your hand!" I look down,"I spilled some water while I was pouring myself more tea. Where are the towels?" He grabs my hand."No, I'll clean this up. If you wanted more tea you could have gotten me." I hear dick say,"How did this happen." Alfred leaves the room to get something. Jason bursts through another door wearily,"I heard a scream." He sees my hand."oh." Dick asks again."What happened." Damian steps up,"Its none of your business Grayson, leave her alone." He narrows his eyes at Damian,"You did this didn't you." I immediately jump up,"Why would you think that!" He looks at me in surprise."his room is the farthest from the kitchen." "He was in my room, the thunder gave me a fright and I foolishly spilled some of the water while I was making myself more tea." Dick looks completely discomposed now."oh." I glare daggers."Plus he wouldn't do that, if you really want to hurt someone you don't burn their hand. I assume he's smart enough to know that." Dick looks even more unnerved now." What" he just keeps staring. Jason lets out a laugh,"I think you broke him. Not that I'm not startled by your defense for demon spaw myself, but you really broke him." He poked Dicks cheek. I look around nervously,"Well...how do I fix him." Jason laughs again,"Very few times have people broke Dick, so I recommend..." I lean forward slightly,"I don't know, this is the first I've witnessed it and honestly I couldn't give a rats ass if he was fixed or not." I sigh as Alfred comes into the room. He has a small tube. He grabs my hand after opening the tube."I would assume you have your tea now?" I nod. Then he puts the cream on. I hiss and retract my hand."What is that." He looks at me,"there are enough accidents and fights to know that burn cream is a necessity in this house. Now I don't need another prideful child who won't let me treat their wounds." I give him my hand and he keeps applying the cream.Dick eventually snaps out of it."I'll be in my room." Jason says while walking out."So Little D why were you in Umbras room?Huh, you know you're way to young." Damian cuts off Dick."I do not need to hear your pointless explanation of something that wasn't happening." Dick laughs,"You know I was just going to offer tips-" he goes red in the face."That is vile and unnecessary.To even think to want tips is also insulting. Do not involve yourself in others business." Dick laughs,"Aww...did I embarrass you in front of your GiRlFrIeNd." He mocks. Now I am red also. Alfred steps in,"Dick leave Damian alone, this is not a proper matter to discuss in such situation as this one. Now if you'll excuse me, Damian can you escort miss Umbra back to her room? I have other things to tend to." I feel bad for being such a burden to everyone here. I walk over and grab my mug of tea."No need, I can escort myself. Thank you alfred. " I start walk out of the room. Dick snickers,"Ha little D you just got rejected." I stop,"But Damian if you aren't busy I wouldn't mind you accompanying me." He smirks,"You were saying Grayson." Damian walks towards me."Is your hand alright?" I smile lightly,"Why are you so worried?" He seems to be flabbergasted at this."Well I...um...I'll be taking my leave now. Excuse me." I nod sadly,"Alright." I finish the walk back to my room and curl into my bed. The lingering feeling of damians arms around me from hours ago, still making me smile. I truly wonder why he was so worried.