Damian Wayne x assassin reader

Bed time

After that, Grayson tells me to do a plank, and rotate till he gets back. Him and Damian then leave the room. So what I used my womanly assets against him. I was trained differently, and it's not like I didn't warn them.  Plus he has more experience in other things. If he was a girl he probably would have been trained the same way. I didn't think that'd work on him though. I mean he acts all high and mighty all the time. Tch closet pervert. To have fallen for that so easily. I would have thought he would have been trained against that stuff. I can't blame him though. I am a superior species. I giggle a little. His face though was kinda cute when I did that-No...I don't know how long I'll be here and it's better not to get attached. I hear footsteps,"So can I stop now?" I ask. I hear Grayson say "Sure, now can you show me this flexibility I've heard about?" I stand up,"Sure I guess." I just bend back, tucking my head under my legs, crossing my arms over my feet."Tadda." He smiles."Cool. Can you do the splits?" I smirk."Can I." I stand up, dropping into the splits, grabbing my foot from behind, and then straightening my leg, my head laying against my leg. Then, I sit my body up again, and rest my head on my foot. My head leaned back, I see Damian behind me."Can you even touch your toes Damian?" I joke. He growls and looks away. Oh my god."OH MYGOD you can't touch your toes." I hear Grayson shout. He just sits down and tries. His fingers barely skim his toes. I just swing my leg around, and bend forward, pushing my head to my knees. Wrapping my arms around my feet .  I shift my head to the side a large smile on my face. He just growls and stands up."THIS IS STUPID." I put my hands to the side, moving my body weight, pushing myself into a handstand, dropping my legs and then standing."Maybe for you." I cross my arms."you're just saying that because it's not easy." He scoffs and looks to the side."And your only here because you can't take care of yourself." It's true."At least I try." I say my voice quieter than before. I had a friend...once. She relied heavily on me though. She couldn't take much care of her self. She was sick you see. Eventually I was ordered to kill her if she couldn't complete a certain task...when she failed, I was punished because I refused to kill her. She couldn't take care of herself. Am I just bringing my problems here for them to take a punishment later when I fail. Am I going to fail. Am I really that reliant on others. "Tch. Try harder than." I Stand there. There goes sleep tonight. Me and Grayson stretch for a while. Damian just attacks a punching bag. Grayson says I try to fight to much like a heavy hitter, I'm more agile and flexible so I should try to change my targets. I think I'll take this into account. I mean I knew what best suited me but I wasn't really putting it to effect. Soon I'm dismissed and I leave up to my room. Apparently Grayson is only visiting till Bruce is back. I don't know when for sure that will be though, apparently his plans changed or something. When I get to my room, I bathe, and hand wash my clothes in the tub. Once that's complete, I stitch up some small tears in my blouse. I need to get some new fabric soon. A change of clothes. I'll ask about that later though. Once that's all done, I look at my hair. It really is a pain, I should just cut it. I stare for a second. I had used water proof concealer before, but that's all rubbed off, and I don't think I have anymore. Damn it. I in my towel walk to my small pouch, and rummage a bit. There's only a little left. I put it on my arms and parts of me that show regularly, I just can't pull anything like today and need to lock my door to hide, I'll look for more concealer tomorrow along with fabric. I lay down on the floor, in my under clothes. My clothes removed for the fact they still need to dry a bit more. I test the bed again, it's comfortable but I can't sleep here like this. It's probably only 1 in the morning I crawl out of the bed and lay on the floor again, thoughts cloud my mind. I could almost swear I've meet Damian before, his personality is so familiar- "I have meet him..." I gasp, he and I had to train when we were like 6. They separated us though because we were getting too strong together and to close. We also needed to learn separate things. It was our competition that made me learn so well though. I lay there thinking over the memories that flood my brain, realizing they had removed them from me. Then something hits. They were planning us to marry and have a superior offspring. Oh god. That would have been horrible, to think of doing the nasty with him...eww. I mean...then again there are worse possibilities...-no it's not happening, this isn't something I need to think about. Even if he's cute and stuff. We're, not old enough...well almost only a year an then it would be Leah all."What am I thinking." It's a little drafty in my room...hold up, I sit up, and walk over to my window rubbing my eyes and closing it. Alfred probably was airing out my room earlier while I was in the cave. I grab a blanket from the bed, and turn into a burrito on the floor, closing my eyes and drifting to sleep.