DeadSerious prompt: #3
If there is one thing that Damian is afraid of, it's his mother and grandfather going after Danny.
Danny is one of the few normal people Damian has ever met that he actually likes to spend time with. And one of the only ones that can stand to spend time with him.
They've only been dating for a few months but already Damian knows that he loves Danny. He just hasn't gotten up the courage to explain the whole... Former assassin thing. Or the son of Batman thing. Or being Robin. Or that he maybe doesn't want to be Robin anymore...
He has talked to him about med school though. Damian thinks he deserves some points for that.
Needless to say, Damian knows that he's hiding a huge part of his life from Danny. And the longer he goes without telling him, the more likely it is to blow up in his face.
So one night Damian asks Danny to come over to the Manor and have dinner with him. He asked Alfred to help him make dinner for Danny as a way of hopefully smoothing over what he was about to tell him.
But Danny never shows. And he doesn't answer his phone when Damian tries to call him.
Immediately Damian is panicking. Even when they fight they never go no contact. Gotham is a dangerous city, they promised each other that they would always respond to a text or call no matter how angry they were with each other.
Instantly Damian suspects the al Ghuls.
And he's correct. Talia wasn't sure exactly what to make of Damian's paramour. He's quite handsome, with ice blue eyes and unruly black hair. His fashion choices could use a bit of work, but she can see why her son might be drawn to the young man.
But what perplexes her is that she has very theatrically kidnapped him... And he seems completely unbothered by this fact.
They are sitting together at a small table with tea and biscuits surrounded by league assassins and the boy is happily munching away on the biscuits without a care in the world. His innocent eyes taking in the people around them and giving them a kind smile.
"So, you're Damian's mom, right?" The boy asks.
"I am his mother, yes..."
"Yeah, I can tell. He looks just like you. Pretty and dangerous." The boy smiles at her.
Talia can admit that she's a bit flattered. Usually people go on and on about how her son resembles his father. It's nice to know that at least someone sees her in his features.
"You are Daniel Fenton." Not a question.
"Yup! Although I prefer Danny if you don't mind. Only people who want to kill me call me Daniel."
Talia smiled darkly, "and what makes you think I don't want to kill you."
The boy, Danny, just blinks at her and cocks his head in consideration. "Just a feeling," he says.
Before Talia can say more her son bursts into the room adorned in his Robin gear.
"Mother!" He cries frantically. "Release Danny at once!"
Before Talia can respond Danny laughs. "Oh, come on, Angel. Your mom is just looking out for you. We're all friends here."
Danny then takes a sip of the tea. Oh dear, Talia perhaps should have thought twice about brewing poison tea. It's one thing to poison her son's paramour when they are alone. Doing it with Damian in the room will likely result in her son not talking to her for a very long time.
But nothing happens. Well, nothing except for the wide smile that Danny makes when he looks over at Talia and exclaims " Oh my Ancients, I LOVE Belladonna tea! How did you know?"
Perhaps this boy is worthy of marrying into the family after all.
