Damian Wayne x Catigirl!Reader Pt.13 by Jazz-demo, literature
Literature
Damian Wayne x Catigirl!Reader Pt.13
*(Y/N)'s P.O.V*
I stumbled my way home, weakly. Ignoring the eyes watching me with confusion and hunger, I stared them down so they wouldn't approach. I pushed the door to my home open and as soon as I did my mother rushed over checking me for injuries, noticing the fading black veins and the cut on my arms "what happened?" she asked.
"Batgirl poisoned me, Damian took care of me" I informed "does he-" "he doesn't know mama" I lied, she gave me a wary look before nodding wrapping her arms around me and helping me into the house. "You go lie down, I'll make you some soup" I nodded and shuffled over to my room, landing face first on the bed I l
Damian Wayne x Catgirl!Reader Pt. 12 by Jazz-demo, literature
Literature
Damian Wayne x Catgirl!Reader Pt. 12
*(Y/N)'s P.O.V*
The pain. The unexplainable pain. My brain throbbed, my heart felt slow and heavy. Every inch of my body ached, I felt like I had just been hit with a bomb. I winced with a groan "(Y/N)?" someone whispered.
I peaked opened my eyes, the light was blinding causing my eyes to close once more "Damian?" I whispered. This time, more prepared I opened my eyes, blinking away the blurriness. Surely enough my best friend knelt beside my bed a worried expression on his face.
He clutched my hands tightly in his own, his eyes were red and slightly puffy. He had been crying. I could see the tear stains on his cheeks, I lifted my other han
Damian Wayne x Catgirl!Reader Pt. 11 by Jazz-demo, literature
Literature
Damian Wayne x Catgirl!Reader Pt. 11
*Damian's P.O.V*
The adrenaline pumping through my veins stopped me from feeling the physical strain of carrying a girl bridal style (which is rather hard) walking a few kilometres to my house.
I didn't have time to wait for someone to pick me up, (Y/N) was dying, this was the fastest option. It felt like forever until I reached the mansion, I kicked the door open. My family, surprisingly all in one place jumped from their positions on the couch.
I could see Grayson gulp slightly by the look on my face, pure, unaltered rage. "Dad, quickly you need to get the antidote" by the panicked look also on my face he knew which poison I was talking a