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You’ve got a strict schedule with Alfred to bake every other week. It gives him a bit of a break in his older age, even though he won’t admit it, and you get to try different recipes with a more than willing panel to judge them.
Following routine, you texted that you’ve just finished baking and the boys could come over after the desserts have settled. Responses trickled in stating different things that were tying them up, but everyone agreed to stop by when they did eventually get some free time.
When Dick exited the elevator of your building, he found Tim kneeling at your door Jason standing behind him muttering how his technique was off. Seeing his brothers get along brought a smile to his face, maybe some of it was from the fact that he was the only one with a key. Tim and Jason weren’t granted the privilege, Damian saying something about how they were ‘too insolent to deserve the honor’.
Now it's important to remember Damian’s a brute. In almost all senses of the word. He’s brash and brazen, and set in stone in his rough ways. It’s clear to his family that he is capable of softening, otherwise he wouldn’t have you.
The knowledge of this did nothing to quell their surprise.
Walking in on the two of you cuddling? Normal, they did that all the time when Damian still lived in the manor.
Seeing you’ve convinced Damian to sit through three seasons of ‘The Summer I turned Pretty’?
Unfathomable.
One of the cringiest, girly, emotional, romantic show currently airing and you’ve got Damian Wayne enamoured by it.
“Why wouldn’t Isabel speak to him? It’s not like she has to feel bad about Jeremiah’s feelings anymore.”
“Because she's stupid, we’ve been over this.” Your exasperated sigh rings out throughout the whole apartment.
It’s shocking the two of you haven’t noticed the three figures looming in the doorway. They weren’t particularly quiet when they came in either, so there’s no reason for you to still be watching the show.
“I mean, who even books an international flight on a whim. Doesn’t she know how irresponsible that is.”
From their position they can see Damian shift his head to look down at where you're resting your head on his chest. “We do Hayati. Just last week we were in Greece because you wanted some authentic baklava and koulourakia.”
“Thats different! We went together, and it was a vacation!”
Your head lifted off his chest to drive your point home with some eye contact. Instead of a verbal response, Damian grants you a small huff and a kiss on the forehead before turning his attention back to the show glowing on the screen.
They’ve never gotten dirt on the demon spawn like this. Never really, truly, had anything to tease him about. Naturally, the first thought is to call him out immediately.
Dick, however, wanting to retain his spot as favorite and knowing that there would be a better time to pull Damian's leg, plants his palms over Tim and Jason's mouths. He tugs, retching the three of them back towards the front door.
After hauling Tim and Jason into the elevator Dick texts you, asking that you send along some dessert with Damian when he leaves for patrol. They just have to remember to get the dessert before hounding him about how whipped he is for you and how invested he was in the show, or they’ll never get to try your latest creation.
pt 2
a/n: i remembered i can write whatever the hell i want, and it brought back my old obsession
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