Demonian

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Prompt from anon – Could you do a oneshot about Tim crushing on this girl in his class and then one day he comes back from a mission and finds her babysitting Damian?? Tag: @whovianayesha

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Tim sighed in relief as he read the message from Nightwing.

“It’s k we got, Demonian a sitter.

-Dick  😁😁😁😁😁”

He had already arrived at the Manor though, and as quiet as it seemed now, he was sure whoever it was was going to be in need of help. He sweated nervously as he thought that perhaps it was way too quiet and pushed the doors open.

He walked briskly down the hallway, checking the rooms as he passed them. So far no signs of life. Perhaps they were running around trying to find him? No too quiet for that.

As he walked past the kitchen he did a double take when he found Damian actually doing his homework at the table.

“What the fuck?” He asked as he walked into the room alerting Damian and you.

He hadn’t noticed you were there as he was too busy pinching himself to check if quiet Damian was just a dream. Although he did oversleep today.

“Fuck off Drake.” Damian said while keeping his nose in his book.

“Sure when you tell me what they’ve drugged you with.”

“Nothing.” You spoke up catching his attention “He wants to show me his game and I said I wouldn’t watch until his homework was done. “

He coughed when he noticed you there.

“Oh i’m sorry I didn’t notice you there Y/N.” He blushed  mentally kicking himself. Stay cool Tim he thought

“This is my … this is Tim.’ Damian grinned as he looked up, immediately noticing Tim’s change in expression.

“Hi Tim.” You smiled “You’re in my classes right?”

“Y-yeah.” He stammered. “I mean I think I’ve seen you around.”

Damian’s grin extended, so this was the person Tim kept getting grief over, the one he couldn’t stop focussing on in his classes. The one Jason had overheard him moaning in his sleep about.

Tim was too distracted by your presence to notice Damian’s scheming face, and he pushed his book aside.

*Are you ready Y/N? You promised you’d watch me play my game.”

“Sure.” You smiled and walked with him to the games room.

“So this will be my house when I’m older.” Damian started to brag as you walked through the manor. Tim followed you by your side, just in case Damian was going to upset or harm you in anyway.

He led you into the room and slammed the door in Tims face. Tim opened the door and let himself in and sat himself on the chair closest to the window, while Damian sat himself next to you. It was obvious Damian was up to something and Tim couldn’t figure it out until Damian was showing you how to work the controller. Damian held onto your arm while he showed you how to work the controller as he glimpsed at Tim’s face. That little shit was trying to make him jealous!

He should’ve known he wouldn’t be above this but felt thankful when he saw you brush his hands off and reassure him you knew how to use a controller.

As you played the game Damian kept his eyes on the screen while praising them as they hit the enemies while Tim watched your concentrated face. He smiled as you poked your tongue out slightly, like you always did when you came across a hard maths problem. Or when you were trying to figure out the right word for your sentence.

Lost in thought he didn’t notice you glance over at him occasionally with a tiny smile.

Although when your eyes locked with his, he looked to the bookcase behind them, and they smiled focussing back on the screen.

Damian huffed as he noticed you glancing over at Tim and he looked over at Tim’s smile. Damian glared at him before placing his arm around you, and gave him a look as if to say “what now Drake?”

You felt his arm drape around you and thought it was a perfect time to go get some water. As you excused yourself Damian offered to accompany you or get it for you, which you politely declined. After you had left the room you heard their voices exchange words before hearing a crash. You ran back in to see a Damian on Tim’s back who was pushed into bookcase.

“What the hell?” You yelled out shocked at the scene before you.

Tim used this opportunity to pick up the 11 year old as he started to apologise and cleared his throat.

“Clearly this Gremlin is tired, I’ve got it from here.” Tim winked at you while Damian bit his hand he was covering his mouth with. Tim winced as he smiled at you “ I’m okay.” He said as concern spread across your face.

“You just go and I’ll talk to you at school okay?”

You nodded silently and picked up your bag but lingered in the hallway after Tim carried him off.

You shook your head as you tried to make sense of the night, since when did your crush hang around Wayne Manor? Did he know you were here? Why was that boy attacking him?

After waiting a while to thank Tim you realised you had a better chance of doing so at school and you walked towards the door as another male entered the house.

“Hey! Can you please tell Tim I said thank you?” You asked him as he looked at you confused at your presence.

“Uh yeah, sure thing.” He replied simply and you nodded walking past him. As you walked through the door you heard him yell out.

“Hey Timmy that girl you dream about says thank you!” Jason winked at you as you turned back in shock and he shut the door.