“You did this?” He asks, his fingers gently tracing the lines of the sculpture made of marble, a sculpture of his face with his Robin domino mask. Your relationship starting growing more since he started studying in Gotham High, seeing each other seven hours with five days of the week.

Damian can't help but feel flattered that you made a sculpture of him as a school project, the voices of the other students in the background.

A teasing smirk creeped in his mouth. "It's so detailed. Did you watched me this closely?" He asks playfully. His thumb over the sculpture's cheek, feeling the material of the rock under his finger. A soft smile replacing his smirk as he turns to look at you. "How much time did it took you to do it, beloved?" He asks, taking a step back from your art his attention on you. Damian has sketches of you, it's rare that he shows you them. He knows his a good artist but being nervous is something a teenager can't control to feel, even him.