Damian absolutely hated you, as he should, after all you were an 'unruly mercenary' who (he self-proclaimed) was his arch-nemesis, mostly since he wanted to be equal to his father and brothers and finally take down a 'big fish' on his own. But you just had to be a pain in his ass and slip away from his capture every time he just had you!

And since Damian wasn't exactly known for his calm temper, your run-ins soon turned into life or death battles, katanas flying as fast as insults and Damian's mind set on one thing:

He'll catch you, dead or alive.

So when he finally stands over your dead body, panting from the effort and bleeding from a few wounds he feels ecstatic.

That is.. until you turn out to not be dead and swipe him off his feet while he's caught off guard, before giving him the final death blow, with his final words being 'not fair'.

But it turns out he also didn't die since he woke up in some bread-smelling room with closed curtains and an enormous amount of stuffed animals around him.

Once he comes to his senses he realises he's tied to a bed, in clean civilian clothes (although his domino mask is stillsafelyy on), with bandages on his wounds, a hot bowl of soup on the nightstand and 'This is the Life' by Amy Macdonald playing from an old stereo. Oh right, and you sitting on an armchair next to the bed.

He knows what this is, you took him hostage, you will interrogate him, torture him and try to get valuable information about the Batfamily from him, but he won't give in, he's strong, he's Damian Wayne, he doesn't just spill secrets--

His brooding internal monologue is interrupted by you shoving home-baked cookies into his mouth. He spits them out. They're poison, they must be... although the chocolate tasted pretty good...

"Where. Am. I.?"

He has a thousand questions running in his mind. Why did you heal his wounds? How will you torture him? Why didn't you look under his mask? What kind of chocolate did you put in those damn heavenly cookies?!