Oh, my good looking boy
Warnings: Just very short, I apologize in advance. I also did not re-read this so if theirs misspelling ignore it!
Summery: You think Damian is pretty.
Damian Wayne x Reader
You knew Damian Wayne was hot. I mean who didn’t, but the more time you looked at him. In class. You noticed he was actually pretty, he has sharp features but he also had very soft ones.
Then you got closer to him, by your teacher assigning a project for you two to work on. The more time you spent you learned more about him, and then fell for him. Of course before you asked him out you had a bunch of denial thinking you liked him. Hey! No worries now.
You asked him out, you started dating. Now you have an excuse to stare at his face or muscles 24/7. And now since you found out he had soft facial features he also had a soft heart for the things he loved or in this case the people he loved.
You couldn’t imagine anything better than this moment. The Gotham rain hitting Damians window you laying on your back on his bed him laying on you, of course not wanting to crush you but you had heavier blankets then him, his head laying on your chest and you playing with his hair.
You don’t know how you got lucky and to admit you got jealous on how pretty Damian was able to be without trying, it truly wasn’t fair. At least you had something good to look at.
Anytime Damian would raise his head up to see your reaction to the show he was put on the TV. Some animal documentary, not like you truly cared but you cared for him, and that’s all what mattered.
But when he looked at you like you hung the stars without having to smile or say anything. Just those dazzling, sparkly, beautiful, go- Okay you were getting ahead of yourself. You had to stop yourself from saying ‘Oh, my good looking boy’ anytime you saw him, I mean how could you not.
When you looked back at the TV, Damian seemed reluctant to look back too. Seems like you weren’t the only one in the relationship thought the other one was good looking.
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