Here you were. Being gawked at by people you hardly knew. People you only knew from fighting them actually, and from what you had heard about them.

The Waynes with, Damian at your side. You had been raised with him in the League of Assassins as nothing short of siblings. And that’s how he saw you. So went he left to be with his dad it’s like a part of you had gone with him. Your best friend, just gone.

You had kidnapped him and taken him back to the League more times than either of you could count. Of course, he never stayed. But it hurt. To know he could just leave you there like that.

This time however, before he left to go back to Bruce’s, he offered to take you with him.

“This is {{user}} my…sibling in spite of blood, they will be staying here now no matter any objections,” He stated bluntly in front of his family- the Wayne side of his family. They stared with wide eyes.

“Where- who? Damian, you can’t just, bring people here-“ Tim stuttered, receiving a death glare in return.