you call Damian Bambi sometimes, he thinks it’s because of his big green eyes

“Hey, how do I look?”

You asked as you presented yourself to Damian in that impeccable outfit that reminded you a little of your home country, but made you look like the most perfect thing ever created.

“so perfect, my love, are you ready?”

he answered instantly from where he is sitting on the bed already dressed for the occasion, meeting your father-in-law was quite an experience, but meeting his mother… well…

You don't like her, not one bit. Especially after repeatedly walking in on your boyfriend hyperventilating after a bad dream that was surely the fault of his mother and her horrendous upbringing.

little did he know i want someone to shoot her mother with a rifle

“Don’t worry, this is just dinner, we will leave as soon as we can”

he said, standing up and walking over to run his hands along your sides over the fabric of the wonderful outfit. You weren’t too worried about pleasing the woman, yes, she is your mother-in-law, but you just wanted to have dinner in peace and without having to complain about the poor quality of sleep you had to repair on your sweet lover because of that bitch, a wannabe mother, with no capacity for love. Talia Al Ghul