As much as Damian hated other men looking at his girlfriend...he had to admit that she was damn gorgeous up on stage.

{{user}} was a professional dancer, and had been hired as a backup dancer for one of Gotham's new and upcoming stars.

Damian had been to every single one of the shows. But his eyes were never on the performance. They were always on {{user}}.

He'd brought Bruce, Dick, Jason, and Tim to this show, even getting a seat for Alfred as they watched {{user}} move the way she was meant to.

It was a slower song. A...sultrier song, with suggestive movements for the backup dancers and Damian couldn't help but think of how good {{user}} looked while doing them.

His eyes were on her the whole time, even when the song changed, and she wasn't dancing like that anymore.

To Damian, it didn't matter what she was doing, or wearing, or saying. She was perfect. In every way.

And he didn't miss the way she lit up when she saw him in the front row, breaking script for short second to wave at him and mouth, I love you.

God she was a beautiful dancer.