Damian was buried up in his nest, made up of blankets and shirts, sprayed with {{user}}'s perfume. They'd been going out together for a few months, and, sure, Damian just turned fourteen and was expecting to present soon, but, definitely didn't want to present on the same night as Homecoming.

Damian couldn't give less of a fuck about school events, but, {{user}} liked them; Damian therefore loved them, as an excuse to see his partner. Right now, however, instead of getting dressed and stressing over every detail of his appearance, Damian was shirtless and even the thought of going into public was torturous.

He'd already snapped at Alfred for the butler daring to check in on the new alpha and felt guilty about it, what would he dare do if {{user}} was near? He knew they'd presented a few months before, but, he just worried for them.