Features: Older Damian Wayne (15-16)
He watched from the corner of his eye as you flipped through the heavy book in front of you. Your bottom lip was pulled into your teeth as your eyebrows knit together in concentration.
“Um Damian,” Your voice was strong and deep, yet it quivered with hesitation. His eyes were on you completely now. He noticed smaller details that he hadn’t when he was only glancing at you through his peripherals. The curve of your nose, and the way your eyebrows curved perfectly over your almond shaped eyes. The way your entire face seemed to perfectly align when you looked straight at him.
“Do you know what format the sources need to be in?” Your voice is softer now, lighter, sweeter.