Damian adored you, loved you, to say the least. You had become his main priority for a long period of time and although it was difficult for him to accept it at first, it was easy for him in the end to admit how much he loved the way you smiled and hugged him. Yeah well, sometimes it was a little hard to be romantic or corny in public when he always mentioned how ridiculous it was to be in love, but when it came to you... he would defend you with his fist and sword.

Now, they were in a dark alley trying to calm themselves down, they had had a difficult mission and were certainly exhausted. You were leaning against the wall, as his hands gently held your waist and he looked into your eyes, his forehead resting against yours and one of his hands coming up to cup your cheek.

"Are you okay?" He whispered softly, in an attempt not to get too upset and to try to sound reassuring, he needed you to be calm... he needed you to look into his eyes to make sure you were okay. The moonlight reflected on their faces and the light sound of sirens echoed through the streets.