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Idly playing with Jason’s fingers on one hand while he reads his paperback with the other, messing with his rings and weaving and unweaving your hands, tracing his scars, soothing his red knuckles with a kiss
He’s completely unbothered, and even relaxed by it
“I gotta tell you Meri,” Bradley gasps at his surroundings as he walks up to the front doors of Buckingham Palace. “This place is amazing.”
“I really think you should reconsider my offer for a day of free tourism courtesy of moi.” You say, holding your million dollar smile for the press stationed outside the door.
“You and I both know if we skipped, our parents would have our heads.” Bradley smiles at a reporter who tries to catch his attention. You flash a smile and wave to her as well and she sneers turning away to her cameraman.
“That or they don’t need America’s bachelor getting swarmed by English girls again.” You roll your eyes, stepping inside.
“Or America’s sweetheart getting swept up by an Englishman. Like Prince Jake who very much had his eye on you during the ceremony.” Bradley says, causing you to laugh.
“The only thing Prince Jake was looking at was his reflection in whatever shiny surface he could find.” You groan as one of the attendants lead you towards the end of a line.
“Wait here. The royals will enter first and then you may follow.” The attendant walks away and you immediately glare at Bradley.
“See… if we went sightseeing, we could be drunk by now. Instead we’re having to wait on the happy couple, the Princess and his royal pompous ass who is probably taking too long in the mirror.”
“Well I’m glad my brother has made such a great impression on our friends across the pond.”
Your attention immediately jumps to the blonde girl in front of you. “Your royal highness.” You curtsy as soon as you see Princess Sienna standing in front of you.
“It’s great to see you again, y/n.” She smiles at you. “And you must be Bradley.”
“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Princess.” Bradley says, throwing on his usual charm.
“Yes, we missed you at the charity event a few months ago.” You remind Sienna of her last missed event.
“Well, you know how it is. Us girls being told where we can or can’t go.” Sienna chuckles softly. “I’ll definitely be at the next one. I hope to talk soon, Bradley.”
“Hopefully, very soon.”
“And I’ll keep my brother as far away as I can.” Sienna smiles with a wink as she begins to walk into the ballroom.
“Thank you.” You mouth, slowly following behind her as the other guests start to funnel in. “I’m getting a drink.”
It was hours later when Bradley saw you again, drunkenly giggling while you spoke with a few other guests. Just as he’s about to drag you out of here, a voice calls out behind him.
“Bradshaw, as I live and breathe.”
“Jake, you look good.”
“Well I am good, I’m very good.” Jake winks, coming up to shake his friend's hand. “How’s my favorite American?”
“We’ll I’m here aren’t I?” Bradley laughs.
“Where’s your shadow?” Jake asks, looking around for you.
“Hiding from you. Dude you gotta make a change if she’s ever going to give you a chance.”
Jake blankly stares at Bradley. A change? Jake loved how he loved his life. And you giving him a chance? He could care less. “She’s just a challenge, Bradley,
“You better be careful.” Bradley warns, “She’s just over there.” Jake smiles as he walks past, grabbing a glass from one of the servers as he makes his way over to you.
“Hello Meri.” He says right next to your ear, your contagious smile immediately dropping.
“Jacob.”
“I said you weren’t allowed to call me that.” Jake scowls, he hates it when people call him by his full name and you know it all too well.
“And I said only my friends call me Meri. Looks like we're both disappointed.” You growl. You bid the couple you were speaking to good night and turn to walk away from Jake.
“Oh come on. You can’t even hold a conversation with me anymore?”
“No, and I’m not ever going to.” You reply, slipping out into the hallway.
“Meri! Come on!” You stop suddenly, turning around to glare at Jake only to be wet with him crashing into you, drink first.
“You have got to be kidding me!” You shout as the cold liquid runs down your front, causing you dress to stick to you.
“Maybe you should have stopped to talk to me like a normal person.” Jake laughs.
“Maybe you should learn to take no for an answer!” You shout at him. “We’re not friends, we most definitely are not acquaintances. And your unhealthy obsession with me needs to end cause I will never and I mean EVER be interested in you.” Your eyes narrow on the blonde prince whose face still holds a smug smile. You go to say something else when you spot Bradley shaking his head urging you to stop as you notice most of the guests staring at you and Jake. “Just leave me alone.” You whisper before turning and walking away.
“Meri! Meri, wait!” Bradley calls, following you towards the entrance.
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Author's note: Soooo since I know that you guys LOVE my Damian's Wayne Imagines, I decided to post one today :) Hope you guys like it. And I'm thinking about doing a kinktober, what you guys think? (PLEASE SOMEONE ANSWER ME I'M TIRED OF NOT HAVING COMMENTS (T⌓T)(T⌓T)(T⌓T)!!!!)
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Damian Wayne isn’t a jealous person.
Or that it’s what he says. What he wants you to believe.
But you knew him like Batman knew the Joker, how Timothy Drake-Wayne knew all the types of coffee.
You saw the way he clenched his jaw when his brother Jason decided to tease him by flirting with you, you saw the way Damian would hold his fork a little too tight when Timothy complimented you too many times about how intelligent you are while the family were gathered at the dinner table. Or how Damian would glare at any guy who was flirting with you with the anger of a God before he decided to simply hold your waist in a romantic manner or kiss your neck.
Maybe he didn’t know he did all these little things, or maybe he did knew and continued to do this because he wanted to show everyone that you were his, and if Damian continues loving you in the future as much as he does now, then you’ll be his for a very long time.
Because Damian may be a Wayne; Batman’s son and look almost too much like his father, but he was still a Al Ghul.
And the Al Ghuls were very possessive and jealous people.
STAY SAFE!! [ID: the Gilbert Baker pride flag with the words “Happy pride to all those who are unable to celebrate openly and safely. You are loved and seen!” in all-caps black text over it. /end ID]
One time when I was younger I was refusing to take headache medicine and my mom said “the person who invented that medicine is probably so sad you won’t let them help you” and now every time I find myself denying medicine I just imagine the saddest scientist making those big wet eyes like “why won’t you let me help” and whoop then I take the medicine
