Damian Wayne x assassin reader

Tired

I sit like that. I hold him there. I'm still really tired. I should have forced myself back to sl-then again that wouldn't have worked. I sit like that. He swings his legs up, they catch my neck. And I'm pulled back. I kick him in the face. Out of habit. And...now he has a bloody nose. I slip myself out of the grasp of his legs. And stand up."I win this round due to blood." He glares up." Only because I let you." I scoff."And why'd you do that?" He looks away. Then his head snaps back."Why are you slower than yesterday?" I freeze...he notices...he didn't even really see me fight. How could he know."None of your business. " I snarl at him. So what I'm a little tired. I really need to sleep tonight. I pick up the knives I set down and walk towards Bruce. Keeping eye contact with him as I pull the knife from the tree. I turn back around. Climbing up the side of the house into my room. Through the window. I sit my knives down. I need to polish them. I push myself into the middle splits, polishing one knife at a time. Turning when I finish one and bending my leg up and my head back to while in the splits have my head on my foot. I keep polishing, and then switch sides as I switch knives. A few minutes later. There's a knock on the door. I turn my head still resting on my foot to the door. Alfred stands there."Bloody Hell." He yells at the sight of me. I mean it's understandable. There are footsteps."What is it Pennyworth." Damian walks in. His face shows true terror. For only a second. I sight letting my leg slow go to the ground before changing out knives. Facing the door in middle splits bending forward into a pancake still polishing knives."Is there something you needed Mr.Pennyworth?" He looks at me before saying."Breakfast is ready if you would be kind enough to join us." I nod. Sitting up bending back setting my knife down. Before pushing off the ground with my forearms. Sending my legs over my head and picking up all my knives and supplies setting them in their respective places before walking to them at the door. I smirk at Damian."Something the matter?" He nods."You're some kinda boneless freak." I smile."Nah...I'm cooler than that. You should be more worried about yourself dwarf." He growls."What did you call me..." I smirk. So he's touchy about his height."Nothing...nothing." I say backing off. I'm far too tired for this. I mean if I had slept well before last night, I would be fine. But the images running through my head made nightmares all to easy. I sigh as we walk. Maybe I'll try going to bed early. We get to the breakfast table. I never checked in with the guy to tell him the job was done...I hope that doesn't matter though. I eat an apple and drink some green tea at breakfast. I pay no mind to anyone else. My mind spacing to what it would be like to sleep through the night and be happy in my sleep. There are two other guys at the table than normal. I recognize their faces. Or we'll one of them. The other looks close in resemblance to the dead ward of Bruce Wayne's. When I finish eating, I stand up to leave the room."Arent you gonna ask our names doll face?" The one I believe to be Jason Todd asks. I look back. My suspicion is confirmed as I realize he must have been the poor guy the league brought back a while ago. "I already know who you are, why ask." I say leaving the room. I hear him mutter"Bitch." I know I am. I go back up to my room. I practice back handsprings and one handed cartwheels. Then I move onto butterfly kicks. I hear the door handle and I jump into the darkness of the area behind the door. The door opens in enough and the person walks in. Damian I stand behind him."What do you want." I ask, and giggle as he unsheathes a small dagger and holds it to my neck. I just pull mine and wack it away. "Helloooo...you gonna answer the question?" I ask. He sighs."Dont do that." I laugh,"And why should I listen to you?" He picks up the blade and puts it away."Because I asked nicely." I roll my eyes."Thats no where near nice." He just looks away."What were you doing in here." I smile."training." He nods. I walk back to the open space in the room. And bend backward. So far I can drop my chest onto the floor. Then I rest my hands out in front of me. Crossing them over my feet on either side of my head."What do you want." He stares disgusted for a minute." I'm at still to check up on you and keep an eye on you."I let out a groan. Pushing my top half off the ground and standing up."I don't need a babysitter." I grab my pouch and walk to the window securing it."What are you doing." He is very agitated it seems."Ditching you." I smile back at him." He walks over to me, as I open the window again. As I'm about to climb out, he grabs my wrist."Like hell." He pulls my wrist back towards the center of the room. My body jerks forward."HEY!!!!!WHAT THE HELL" I catch myself, he's about to close the window, when I jump and slide through it. I shift mid air and somersault at the ground. This is really pissing him off. I see him jump out the window as well. But I have the running start.