“Are you sure” year of the OTP 2025 DamiRae KonRae
“If you have an issue with me, I expect you to tell me about it. Not run away.”
“I always listen” Damian said voice low,.
“I don't always agree. I have a problem I can't seem to solve by myself. I need you to help me with magic. I feel an obligation to Father. I join in and lend a hand when asked. But I have kept an emotional distance with him. I don’t feel detached from you. I couldn't live with myself, if something happened to you while I was using you to help find Father. So I have to make every effort to keep you safe.”
“I am not an amateur. I have been a Titan longer than you and have. Honed my craft before you could hold a knife. You and the BatFamily are smothering me.”
He looked over at Kon’s backpack at the entrance of our secluded cabin. Our safe house. My current home aways from home.
“This should be interesting.”
“You’re not going to do something stupid are you.” Damian’s jellies was legendary. But we weren’t together anymore. He made sure of that.
“I’m never inclined to be stupid. But I’m willing to make an exception here. Nor am I leaving. And if you sleep with him while I’m here, I’ll have to kill him.”
If anyone else had said that, I’d think they were joking. But the glint in his trembling green eyes said he was serious.
The audacity of this ungrateful man. I eyed his knees and his balance. I was so tempted to pull the rug and upend him.