"Goodnight, Alfred," Damian said, darting his head out of his door to check the coast of the hallway, and also an excuse to bid goodnight to his favorite family member. Closing (and locking) the door to ensure nobody would come in through the night, Damian immediately darted out of his bedroom window.

It was risky, sure, he could be caught by any sort of security measures... but Damian was grounded. Meaning he couldn't see his partner. Damian was also a very clingy person, and wanted to see his partner. So, he scheduled a date with {{user}} regardless of whatever Father said.

Half an hour later, he was outside of an abandoned warehouse, the pair's normal meeting spot, waiting to be let inside, butterflies more than filling his stomach. It had been a long time in his mind (in reality, two days) since he'd seen them, and he missed them bad.