run • damian wayne

"You have to learn to run before you jump."
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"Well would you look at that?" I ask with a smile, finally realizing I was looking up at him.

"What?"

"I can't call you Little Guy anymore." I put my hands on my hips, "You're taller than me now."

"You couldn't call me Little Guy in the first place."

I shrug, "But I did."

~tt~ He rolls his eyes and crosses his arms, "You weren't supposed to."

I giggle a little and adore his features he obviously gained mostly from his father, besides his piercing green eyes. He had just revealed to me his truth and trusted me with it, and right then, I'd promise myself I'd take it to my grave and protect him like he's protected me. I had his back like he's always had mine, and I care for him like he's cared for me.

I reach up on my toes and kiss his cheek, smirking mischievously as I come back down. "Guess from now on, I'll just have to call you Boy Wonder."

"Ew! No! That was Grayson's thing!" He calls after me as I walk away with a happy skip in my step. I shrug again, "It's your thing now."

"Robbie!" He tries to catch up, so I quicken my feet, then so does he, and then we're side by side on the rooftops with the sun just peeking up over the silhouette of Gotham...just running. But to where? Who knows?