Christmas Day Eleven: Sneaky Mistletoe

batfamilyimagines:

Request: y’know the little trope of the younger brother saying he’s going to date/marry the older brothers gf? could you do that with Damian saying he’s going to marry Tim’s s/o telling them why he’s ‘better’ than ‘that Drake’ and he’d probably lowkey meaningfully threaten poor Tim? XD I think it’d be funny

A/N: Have a very Merry Christmas (Eve), lovelies!

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Everyone knew that Damian had a major crush on you. It was simply too obvious to ignore. The only thing stopping him from confessing his feelings was none other than your relationship with Timothy Jackson Drake, his adoptive brother.

You and Tim have been dating for about three years now, and ever since he met you two Christmases ago, Damian has found himself wishing you were his.

How could someone as perfect as you love someone as annoying as Drake? He knew for a fact that he could treat you one-hundred-percent better than that annoying pest. But how could he get you see that?

Well, it took him a couple of hours to think of a plan, but Damian soon found a solution to his problem. He would have to get you to kiss him under a mistletoe. Only then would you register your love for him.

It wasn’t as easy at it sounded though. You were constantly by Drake’s side and it irked him every time you two would kiss. He even teamed up with Todd to gag over it.

Glaring at the sight of you playing with Drake’s hair, Damian quickly put his plan into action.

He glanced over at the mistletoe hung high on the doorway, and smiled a pleased smile. Unbeknownst to him, everyone (but you and Tim) were trying to disguise their laughter.

“Y/N!” Damian exclaimed, rushing over to you. He eyed the hand Drake had on your thigh before swiftly kicking his brother’s shin.

As Drake winced in pain, Damian grabbed your hand and pulled you up from your spot on the couch. You sent the preteen boy a confused and slightly dazed look as he literally dragged you over to the doorway.

“Damian, what on earth are you doing?” You asked, glancing back at your boyfriend who was rubbing his aching tibia.

Damian, noticing that your attention was elsewhere, pulled you harsher towards the mistletoe. You, not wanting to trip or fall, turned your head back around and stared at the younger boy in bewilderment.

As you both came to a stop, you blinked. “Was that really necessary, Dami?” You asked.

You could hear Jason and Dick cackling with laughter, Bruce telling them to be quiet, and Alfred’s amused chuckle. This left you even more confused. What the hell was going on?

Damian took in a deep breath. Seeing as he was slightly taller than you, due to his genes, he looked down at you with unusual nervousness written all over his face.

“I will marry you one day, Y/N!” Damian suddenly declared, shocking you.

“Not a good way to start off your confession, demon spawn!” Jason said, still howling with laughter.

Damian growled angrily at the antihero before looking back at you. “You will realize sooner or later that you’ll need a real man, not a weak, unqualified fool like Drake.”

“I’m sitting right here!” Tim called, rightfully annoyed.

Damian rolled his blue eyes, “But you won’t be for long if you interrupt me once again.”

That was when you warily decided to look up.

Mistletoe. Great.

You, like everyone else in the room knew that Damian somewhat liked you. The kid wasn’t as good as he thought he was at keeping his feelings hidden.

Hating the hopeful look Damian was giving you, you sighed.

Not wanting to hurt his feelings, yet not wanting to awkwardly be his first kiss either, you slowly leaned closer to him, and…placed a sisterly kiss on his cheek.