"You're ugly" Damian's voice called out. Your eyes widened in surprise. You had literally just met the boy and here he was insulting you. You glanced up at Bruce Wayne who glared at Damian. He ignored the glare and stuck his nose up in the air. You smiled at the boy. 

"Really? I think you look quite handsome" You told him while you placed a hand over your mouth and let out a small laugh "You're quite childish, how funny." You said before turning back to Bruce who looked down at you with a small smile. Your parents had just turned the corner and smiled at you. You couldn't see it but Damian looked at you in surprise. Despite him being cruel and insulting you... Instead, you compliment him. He stared at you while you happily trotted to where your parents were.

"Oh! it's so nice to see that you have a son my daughter's age! They'll have so much fun together!" You mother eagerly said as she placed a hand on your shoulder. You smiled at her and nodded in agreement. Bruce smiled at your mother excitement. "Oh (Name) has never had many friends. I'm excited to see that she finally has one!" Your mother giddily smiled at Damian. Your father smiled down at you before he looked back up at Bruce. 

"Come. Let's leave the children be and talk about our agreement." Your father said as he placed his hand on your mother's back and guided her into the other room. 

"I agree," Bruce Wayne said before he turned around to glare at Damian in warning. He whispered something to Alfred as he passed and the butler nodded before walking away.

"You're ugly," Damian said, once again. "Your dress is an ugly colour," He told you pointing at your dress. You looked down at it before looking up at him. A bright smile still on your face, 

"I think your suit is pretty. I think black suits you" You told him. He glared at you. This was frustrating. YOU were frustrating.

"You have ugly eyes" 

"You have pretty eyes. They're my favourite colour! Green!"

"You have an ugly-" Damian was cut short when a sharp hit was delivered to his head. He whipped around to see his older brother, Richard, standing there glaring down at the boy.

"Damian. Be nice to our beautiful guest" The male smiled happily over at you. "May I ask your name?" He asked. You smiled happily at the older boy.

"My name is (Name)! My parents are here to talk to Mr Wayne" You told him and he smiled broadly. 

"Well, it's nice to meet you (Name). My name is Richard but you may call me Dick. Ignore my ridiculous brother. Let's go into the kitchen and see if we can sneak some cookies." He  said before he gently took your hand and guided you into the kitchen. He glared at his brother. 

That was ten years ago. When the two of you were only six. Now the two of you were sixteen and attending the same high school. You often came over and were happily welcomed by the Wayne household. However, Damian still seemed to hold a grudge against you. He never understood why you hung around him. Although he acted as if it was the most annoying thing he had to admit that he rather liked your presence. 

Speaking of which. Damian's head perked up when he heard the chorus of the door bell ring throughout the house. A few minutes later and he heard the muffled voice of Alfred and you. He quickly, but silently, ran around his room. Shoving his clothes into his closet and under his bed. He quickly made his bed and sat down on his desk chair before turning his computer on. He pushed anything other than his note book and pen into a drawer and logged onto his computer. Just as he pressed the button to open the internet a small knock resonated through his room. 

"Come in" He chimed in a nonchalant voice. His door creaked open and then closed before he heard you speak.

"Hey guess what I got?" You chimed. He hummed a response and you leaned over to place a small box on his desk. He stared at it before his eyes glistened. 

Cookies.

He turned to look at you. He frowned and rolled his eyes. "Cookies. Really (Name)?" He asked as if he was unhappy by the gift.

"Not just any cookies," You said before winking at him. "Double chocolate chip." You said and he opened the box and grabbed one. You then sat on his bed and began to talk about your day. He sighed as he logged onto one of his online websites. It was there he saw something that made his eyes burn with anger. 

"Hey (Name)?" He asked, gritting his teeth in anger. You tilted your head and smiled at him. 

"Yeees Damian?" You happily chimed and he took a deep breath before he shut his laptop. His hand lingered on top of it before he turned to look at you. 

"I heard you were asked out today." He said while he placed his chin on the palm of his hand. "Is that true?" He asked you. You leaned back. He saw your smile waver for just one second. 

"Uh- yeah not really. Just a rumor." You told him. Your fingers drummed against your leg as you crossed them on the bed. He stared at your hand before he looked back up at you.

"You're a terrible liar. What happened?" He asked leaning back in his chair. He crossed his arms and impatiently tapped his foot. When you didn't answer he clicked his tongue. "Come on. We're friends aren't we?" He asked and that seemed to immediately make you perk up. A large smile appeared on your lips. "So tell me what actually happened. I mean it" He said in a stern and calm voice. 

"Well... It was just a prank really. A harmless joke." You told him while waving your hands in the air. "The boy asked me to meet him behind the school and I was going to tell him that I had no interest in him but when I got there him and his friends dropped a bucket of water on me and laughed." You smiled while looking over at him. He clenched his teeth before sitting up straight.

"That wasn't something you should just brush off. damit. What are their names?" He asked as he grabbed his phone. You stared at him in confusion. 

"Uhh what?" You asked and he glared at you. He wasn't angry at you but just at the fact that someone had done that to you. 

"Their names. What. Are. They?" He asked through clenched teeth. You gulped and wracked your mind for the names.

"Chad Morrison, Trent Smith, and Brad Cherish" You shakily said and he typed on his phone a few times. He glared at the device. You've seen Damian mad but never like this. Once he got whatever he was looking for he walked over to you. He grabbed the back of your head and kissed your cheek. 

"You're a lot better than you may believe. You're perfect and the people who did that to you aren't going to sleep peacefully for the next month." He pulled away before walking to his door. "I'm going out for a bit. Stay here unit I get back" He paused when he opened the door. He looked back at you. "You're very pretty (Name). I love your eyes. They're my favourite colour. Also I'll be expecting a real kiss when I ge back" He said before he shut the door and left you on his bed, alone and blushing.