Damian hugged you from behind, picking you up and dragged you a few steps away, blushing. "Mine." He mumbled, he was jealous of the guys talking to you. Damian was never really nice to you, there was this once time in kindergarten you punched him, that's where the lover's quarrel started. He doesn't know what got into him now. He blood was boiling, as he glared into the eyes of the boys talking to you, his hands still around your waist. "I'll stab your eyeballs out with a stick and make you eat them if you continue talking to her. She's off limits, mine." Damian hugged you tighter as the boys ran. "Mine." Damian smirked as he smelt your hair.