The Beauty and her Bird (Unedited)

Bonding and regrets

Guys I am not dead, I am alive and here's the new chapter. Damian Marinette

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BONDING

Damian woke up early like usual and meditated. It was harder than usual. Thoughts like 'Is she really her?' 'Is she actually going to fall for someone so cold, ugly and weird voice like him?' or like'Will he be able to actually fall for her?' She had all the Wayne characteristics but he doesn't have much time left. He doesn't believe in this 'love at first sight' fantasy.

He sighed and opened his eyes. He was raised as an assassin, he knew how to woo woman, right? It was a part of his training sure but he does not have to woo her. Grayson had told him that there's a difference between loving someone and wooing someone. He didn't understand it at that time so he had cut him off. He really wished he had talked to him a little more.

He dressed for the day. He is now even bigger than his father which adds to his 'How he is creepy' list. He went to her room and knocked on the door. She immediately opened the door. Her eyes were kinda red and she looked exhausted. He didn't mean to but his mouth moved itself to say," Is the bed not right? Do you want to change room or is your dress not comfortable?" Panic was clear in his voice.

Her eyes widened,"No its Ok. I just had hard time sleeping cause its too big and comfortable, I've never been to a castle and now I am living in one."

He was a tad bit relieved. "I was here to ask would you like your breakfast here like last night or are you going to do breakfast with me?"

She pretended to think," Have you prepared it yet?"

"No I haven't." There was a slight twinkle in her eyes.

"Can I help you to make breakfast?" She acted like a cute and innocent animal and her smile really did the thing. "Of course."

She nodded and went inside to change.

They reached the kitchen and prepared the breakfast. They asked each other small questions and gave each other vague and small answers.

"Which is your favorite colour?"

"Blue."So now he was flirting with her with a straight face. Well two can play this game.

"Your clothes look small for you." She casually said.

"Yes they do."He casually answered.

"What is your favorite colour?" He asked casually.

"Green." She answered as casually.

"How long have you been living here?"

"Certainly longer than you." She pouted at that

"I am re-designing your clothes."

"Excuse me?" He looked at her.

"I make my own clothes. Don't worry I am very good at it."

"Ok."She has to admit he has very good poker face.

"You have teeth?"

"No I don't."