Tangled Delilahs

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Damian had just finished getting dressed and was now sitting patiently on his bed. It was his first day of work today. Him and Kamilah started work at 1 and worked until 8. Damian waited patiently at his bed. He was nervous about plenty of things. He heard light music playing from outside his window. He assumed it was his neighbour. He sighed lightly. This was real. He wasn't going back to Gotham. Not running back to them.

He put some shoes on, walking down to living room. He saw Kamilah standing in front of a mirror, fixing her hair. When she saw him, he gave her a soft smile.
"Ready" she asked. Damian nodded. She smiled at that, "good." Damian headed to the door, Kamilah skipping right behind him. They walked out, hand in hand, and headed off to there work place.

When they got there, the manager was waiting for Damian. She gave his a kind smile when he walked in. Kamilah squeezed Damian's hand, before heading of to the break room. Damian walked up to the manager, putting on his charming smile. "Hello, you must be Damian" The manager smiled. She wasn't much older than Damian, probably 23.

"Yes" Damian nodded. She just smiled brighter. "Okay Damian, today you'll be working at the cash registers with Danny." Damian nodded, before heading off to the Danny kid. When Damian got there, the boy was sitting on the register scrolling through his phone. When he noticed Damian was there, he jumped off the register and walked to him. "Yo, you must be Damian, I'm Danny" Damian nodded, waving his hand.

"You know how to work the cash register" Danny asked. "Yea, I've worked on before" Damian answered back. Danny nodded. The line was empty, so Danny started to ask questions. "So, why'd you get a job here" Danny asked first. Damian just shrugged, "needed money." Danny laughed "Parents making you pay for your shit now, eh?" Damian laughed before shaking his head, "I don't live with my parents."

Danny seemed shocked at this. "Really, how come, If uh you don't mind me asking" He asked again. "Ran away" Damian just answered. Danny nodded, clearly understanding what Damian meant. "Fuck, that's rough. Where did you live before" Danny says. "Gotham" Damian answered quickly. Danny's eyes seem to pop out of his head at this. "Really, that explain the scar on your eye than" Danny answers. Damian just nodded.

He did know why he doesn't cover the scar on his eye like he does with the other scars the Joker gave him. Maybe it makes people not want to talk to him. "Have you ever met Batman and Robin" Danny smiles. "A couple of times" Damian doesn't know what to say to that. I mean, he was Robin. "Fuck, what one did you meet?" Damian gives Danny a slight smile. "All of them."

Damian scans some people, wrapping there boards, or even putting wheels on there skateboards. Danny kept making stupid jokes, which causedDamian to laugh. Danny and Damian talked about stupid shit after that. Favourite colour, favourite song, why they think that the birds work for the government. Danny was funny, a stupid kind of funny.

"Who's your favourite Robin" Danny asked while he was counting money in the register. Damian just shrugged, "I guess I don't have a favourite." Danny laughed. "Well, my favourite was the fifth. I think he was the best. Sucks that he's dead though." Damian paused counting the money. "Uh, yeah, that erm sucks." Danny just nodded, finishing counting his cash.

Damian was excited to get home. It was hot outside with Kamilah was fun. Kamilah kept smiling at him. "Hey, I notice a skate park a couple blocks away. Wanna see if we can get everyone to come skate" Kamilah looked at Damian, eager for an answer. "Sure, let's just get home and change" Damian answered.

The walk home was quick, taking a little over five minutes. The warm air was biting at his cheeks. His hand felt tingly. He saw a small field on his right. It wasn't too big, and probably had some plant growing in it. Damian smiled, before turning to the field and running there. Kamilah made a squeaky noise in protest, but just followed Damian.

When they got the the middle of the field, Damian turned to face her. "May I have this dance" Damian asked, smiling brightly. Kamilah laughed, before putting her hand on Damian shoulders. She leaned her head into his chest. Damian put his cheek on her hair. She smelt like peaches and cinnamon. Damian smiled lightly. The long grass was hitting there legs, swaying with the wind.

"Not to be a bummer, but there is no music" Kamilah laughed. Damian reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. He put on the song Just the two of us by Grover Washington. The song played through Damian phone. Damian put his hands on Kamilah's hips and swayed. They stayed like that until the song ended. At the end, Kamilah brought her head up to look at Damian.

She went on her tippy toes and brought her hands to Damians cheeks. She kissed him, long and hard. Damian's kissed her before, plenty of times. Still, every time they kiss, Damian feels his knees grow weak and his stomach flip. When they broke apart, Damian felt a stupid, love sick smile fall into his face.

Kamilah laughed, as her hand fell off of Damian's cheek onto his chest. Damian was handsome, he knew that for a fact. With who his parents are, it wasn't shocking. When Kamilah looked at Damian, she saw the most gorgeous person in the world. His bright green eyes, his tan skin, his pearly white teeth just seemed perfect to Damian. They were stuck in a trancelike state just looking at each other. That was, until they heard yelling. They both looked, only to see an outline of a man coming to them.

The closer he got, the clearer his voice got. He was yelling at them to leave the field. This reminded Kamilah of Gotham. When they got caught trespassing or doing something illegal. A small giggle escaped her lips. She grabbed Damian's hand before running off in the directions they came from. Damian stumbled, but slowly caught up to Kamilah. Hand in hand, the two fled the field.

(I don't know if I already mentioned this but if they are in Saudi Arabia and talking to someone, They are speaking Arabic or Urdu. Since this is the english version, I'm writing it in english. Also, Happy December:) Hope everyone has a good holiday season ((:   )

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