Keys~
L/N~ Last Name
Y/N~ Your Name
H/L~ Hair Length
H/C~ Hair Color
E/C~ Eye Color
Notes~ So this is the part two of my 'Control' chapter
Requested By~ @oxXFangirl_it_upXxo
Damian's P.O.V.
Pulling hard on my hand cuffs, I finally manage to pull the bat-a-range out of the wall. Stumbling forward, I land on my hands and knees. Panting, I'm still trying to catch my breath. My body still shakes, causing the metal links to hit against each other. Crawling over to my jeans, I pullout a lock pick. Once the cuffs are off me, I throw them across the room.
Carefully, I try to stand on my feet. Leaning against the wall, my legs shake wildly. I can't believe L/N made me like this! I think with a happy smile. Quickly, I slip on my boxers and jeans again. Picking up my shirt, it's cut to pieces. My smile grows as I shakily walk towards the garbage can. After throwing my shirt away, I climb up the stairs to the Manor.
Standing outside her door, I let out a shaky breath. I don't know what this means or if it even meant anything. Softly knocking, I wait for an answer. "Come in!" Y/N's sing-song voice spills out. Opening the door, she's sitting at her make-up table, running a brush throw her H/L, H/C hair, which is soaked from her shower. Turning around, she shyly smiles at me. I can't help myself as I smile back at her. "Umm.... hey...." She says nervously, setting the brush down on the table.
Walking over to her, I twist a piece of her hair around my finger. "Hey" I whisper back. Her eyes widen as she pulls back from me a little. Stopping my twirling, I keep the strand wrapped around my finger. "What's wrong, Beloved?" I ask her, stepping closer.
Her eyes widen even more as she snaps her mouth open-and-shut a few times. "I.... Umm... I'm, I'm sorry! I'm sorry for, for what I did to you! It, it's not right and, and B.... Beloved?" She rambles out, her voice a mix of regret and worry as she gets side tracked.
Leaning down, I gently kiss her lips. She kisses me back and I smile. Pulling away from her, I stay close to her face. My thumb massages her chin as I look down at her. Her E/C eyes are wide with hope and worry as she looks back at me. "Don't say sorry, Beloved. People say sorry when they regret something and I don't regret what you did to me. And yes, Beloved, as long as it's okay with you." I tell her, before placing another soft kiss to her lips.
Again, she kisses me back. When we pull apart, her eyes are full of worry now. "Damian?" She asks me. Humming out as an answer, she continues. "What.... what does this mean for us?" She questions me.
Frowning, I pull her into another kiss. Once we pull apart, I sigh out. "I don't know, Beloved. What do you want it to mean for us?" I ask her gently.
She goes silent for a minute as she thinks this over. "Are.... are you mad at me?" She asks, tears brimming her eyes.
Pulling her into a hug, I wrap my arms around her. "Beloved, it's okay! I'm not mad!" I sooth her, playing with her hair as she cries into my shoulder.
"I'm sorry Damian! That wasn't right of me! I don't know what I was doing! I was just so mad and I don't want you to just see me as a useless person Bruce keeps around!" She cries, wrapping her own arms around my waist.
My heart shatters as I remember what I said. I've liked Y/N for a while now. I never knew how to tell her, so I'd always pick fights with her. When we were fighting was usually the only times we'd talk. But after a while, I couldn't just stop 'hating' her. "Beloved, you're not useless! I promise you, you're not! I love you so much Y/N!" I tell her, pulling away from her, so I can look into her eyes.
Rubbing away her tears, her eyes harden with anger. "You're only saying that cause I just gave you a blow job!" She screams at me, pushing me away from her. "Out! Get out of my room!" She screams, pushing me out the doors.
I go to say something, but she slams the door on my face and locks it. "Open the door, Beloved!" I say, knocking on it again. She doesn't answer me as I feel the regret build up in me. "Please! Open the door so we can talk! I need to tell you something!" I yell through the door, knocking on it again.
"Ya! Like what? Is one of your other fuck girls to busy for you? Hmm?!" She screams from the other side.
"It's not like that Y/N!" I yell, trying to open the door.
Slamming the door open, I'm meet with a teary faced, pissed off Y/N. "Then what's it like, Damian? Hmm?! You fucking hated me for the past four years you've been living here! Then I give you a blow job and all of a sudden you're okay with it and you love me and I'm your 'beloved'! Go to hell!" She screams before slamming her door shut again.
Sighing out annoyed, I turn towards my end of the hall. When I turn, I'm meet with a shocked Tim. His face is pale as he has a death grip on his coffee cup. "I don't want to know...." He says, shaking his head with wide eyes and heading down the stairs.
*Time Skip*
Everyone, besides Y/N is seated at the dinning table as Alfred passes out our dinner plates. "Master Damian, could you please go get the house's Mistress?" He asks, referring to Y/N. Without a word, I slip off my seat and head for her room. Knocking softly, I don't say anything.
There's shuffling and then the door opens. In front of me stands Y/N with blood shot eyes and tears still rolling down her face as her cheeks are pink and puffy. "Tim! I told you I'm fine! Just-" Actually looking, she realized it's me. "Oh.... Damian...." she says, starting to close the door.
Before she can, I place my hand on it and force it back open. "Alfred wants you down for dinner." I tell her, but don't move from the door way. Frowning, she squeezes past me and starts heading down stairs. "Y/N" I say, grabbing her wrist. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I really do love you." I say with a little hope. Something in her eyes shatter as she pulls away from me. This tells me that she still doesn't believe me.
Walking down the stairs together, my eyes stay trialed on her. Once we enter the dinning room, everyone, including her, seem to shine happier. "Hey Sweet Heart! How was your day?" Father asks her, as she slips into the seat next to Tim.
Smiling at him, she answers back. "It was okay! Nothing to good but nothing to bad!" She lies, which he seems to believe, along with everyone else but Tim.
All dinner, Tim and Y/N have little side glances at each other. Every now and again he'll look at her worried or send me a disappointed look.
Once dinner is done, I pull him to the side. "What did she tell you?" I ask him, holding onto his arm.
Rolling his eyes, he answers back. "She didn't tell me anything. I watched the video recording from the cave, and deleted it after wards. You're welcome." He tells me, pulling out of my grasp.
Confusion over takes me as nothing seems to line up. "Then why were you so upset with me at dinner?" I ask, forwarding my eyebrows at him.
Sighing out in annoyance, he answers me again. "You can't just act like you hate Y/N, get a blow job and then say you love her. You've been acting like you hate her for years now, and she believes you do. So why wouldn't you all of a sudden loving her make her think you're just going to use it against her?" He asks, actually making sense for once. Walking away from me, he heads back up to the bedrooms.
"Greyson! How do I convince a girl that I love her?!" I yell, starting to look for him.
*Time Skip*
"This better work!" I hiss out as Dick and the other boys hide in the closet.
"It'll work!" Dick says, before shuffling behind some more of Y/N's cloths. This is so stupid! I think to myself as I continue waiting for my Beloved.
Your P.O.V.
Walking up the stairs to my room, more tears spill from my eyes. Ever since the instance earlier this week, I've been so upset and confused. A part of me wants to believe that Damian loves me and that what I did was okay. But then the other part of me knows he doesn't and that I shouldn't have done that.
Wiping another tear away, I open my bedroom door. Instead of my normal, old bedroom, I'm meet with roses everywhere and Damian standing in the middle with a shy smile. My eyes widen as I take in the view in front of me. Every inch of my room is covered in red roses. "Damian...." I mumble out.
Shyly, he waves at me. "Hello Beloved!" He says, holding a rose in his hand. "Y/N, I've loved you since the first day we meet. At first, I would always try to get your attention, but you always seemed to be busy. So, I started pushing my feelings away. After our first fight, I felt amazing that you were actually talking to me." He starts out, shyly looking at me with a little pink dusting his cheeks.
Nervously smiling, he continues. "After that, I continued picking fights with you just so you'd talk to me. I would always tell myself that I would tell you that I loved you. But, I never did because I would always get scared and chicken out. After a while, it.... it was too late to tell you." His eyes tear up as he looks down at the floor.
Holding the rose out to me, he starts talking again. "So.... so, to repay you for all the years I didn't tell you how much I loved you, I got you flowers. There.... there are 1461 flowers, one for each day that I didn't tell you how I felt and how I still feel. And.... and on each flower.... there's a note that has one reason I love you or something cute you do or something else's like that...." He says, scratching the back of his head.
Taking the rose from him, I open the little note on it. I love you so much Y/N! Will you be my Beloved? It reads. Happy tears flow down my face as I shake my head yes. "Yes Damian! Yes I'll be your Beloved!" I tell him, wrapping my arms around his neck for a hug.
Wrapping his arms around my waist, Damian holds me in his arms. "I love you." He tells me, kissing my lips.
Kissing him back, I smile. "I love you too!" I say once we pull apart. Burying my face into his neck, I soak up this moment. It's silence till I hear a picture getting taken. Snapping my head up, I see Tim with his camera as the other guys take pictures with their phones. "Oh my god! Damian!" I say, hiding my blush in his neck.
I can hear the smile in his voice as he says "It's okay, Beloved!" Kissing my cheek, my blush darkens. This is definitely not what I thought would happen, but I love it nonetheless......