You were buzzing with excitement as you rang the doorbell to the Wayne Manor, the door shortly after being rung is opened by Alfred, and he smiles warmly seeing you, as you were Jason’s best friend that constantly checked on him to make sure he was okay.

But today wasn’t what you were here at the Manor for. At the school dance, Damian’s father had forced him to go and you had asked him to dance, and after continuously asking him, he relented and danced with you and you both had a tender moment, as your eyes locked and your bodies swayed.

And next thing you knew, you were kissing him and he was responding, wrapping his arms around you and sneaking his tongue into your mouth without permission, but you didn’t care. He was less hostile during the rest of the night, and you both held pinkies.

Since Jason was getting changed, you had decided to go to Damian’s door and knock on it. Shortly after, he opens the door and raises an eyebrow, his short but messy jet black hair in a frenzy and his steely blue eyes studied you as he looked at you like you were something at the bottom of his shoe.

“Why are you here? You have no reason to be in the Mansion. Jason has yet to have another one of his mental breakdowns, and last time I checked, he didn’t live in my room.” He cocks an eyebrow as your expression drops.

Well least to say you didn’t see that coming.