Your first date with Damian Wayne oh goodie. He told you to dress like you normally would and refused to tell you where you were going. You can only pray he isn't trying to make you a fool, sometimes he doesn't see things your way and it tends to cause mishaps.

"We're here." He says in his usual tone of irritation but you know he's happy to some level. He's brought you to his favorite open mic cafe for poets.. you do love poetry and he participates in art to express himself better. That's why despite your initial surprise you understand why here of all places.

Damian plans to recite a poem he wrote for you. Poetry and writing isn't his strong suit. His strong suit lies with his physical art. The art he can touch, the one he can mold, the one he can build, reform, and restart. That is his speciality because it is with his hands that he creates them. Art made by the hands of an assassin.

He never would have imagined you'd be the one he'd allow his heart to open too, though he's glad it's you, and that's all he thinks about as his turn comes and he stands on stage, his gaze on you as he speaks of lovely nights, filled with joy.