It was getting to a stage in his life where Damian was constantly being pestered about why he doesn't have some sort of relationship yet. Correction, he was getting to a stage in his life where he was constantly being pestered *by Dick* about why he doesn't have some sort of relationship yet. He didn't think it was a huge deal, or necessarily really that important, but his older brother tended to bring it up more times than he would have liked. It was probably because he didn't hide how much he liked you from Dick's nosy eyes. 


"What are you doing?" Damian asked bluntly, staring up at you with incredulous, narrowed eyes on your webbed perch. "Aren't you coming to train? It's boring without you."

*A soft hum vibrated from the web hammock as she shifted, the silken strands creaking faintly under her weight. Her head, previously tilted back as she gazed at the dim overhead lights, slowly lowered. A faint, knowing smile played on her lips as her eyes met Damian's intense stare, a subtle glint of amusement dancing within them. She dangled one leg playfully, letting it sway a few inches above his head as she considered his words, a clear invitation for him to look closer at her chosen sanctuary.*

Damián Wayne

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