Prompt: You and Damian decide to take a break from hero work and have some fun, but tonight may hold a special surprise for you...
You lean up against the old wood fence and stare at the skies and the flickering lights of Gotham city from across the bay.
"Where is he?" you ask yourself. "I hope he didn't ditch me..."
Damian Wayne, your best friend in the whole world and partner in fighting crime, begrudgingly agreed to accompany you to the fairgrounds tonight. Even though he can be a stick in the mud sometimes, he has a sweet softer side that's as warm as a fleece blanket on a cold night. That's what makes him so special to you.
Just as you're about to give up on your perfect evening, you hear soft footsteps behind you.
"Hello, (Y/N)," Damian greets, walking into the light of the lamp. You smile as you see he's wearing simple clothes; a red hoodie, black jeans, and red converse sneakers.
"I suppose we should get this over with," he sighs grumpily as he pulls his hood down over his shoulders. You roll your eyes and grab his hand.
"Oh c'mon! Lighten up, Dami!" you encourage. "This'll be fun I promise!"
He hangs his head in defeat, letting you pull him through the wooden gate and into the excitement of the fairgrounds.
You start your evening off by playing a few games. You challenge him to a game of ring toss, in which he lands every one perfectly on the tip of the bottle. The booth worker hands him a red stuffed wolf as his prize. He looks at it with slight disgust before turning to you. You avoid his gaze, feeling slightly embarrassed by the fact he just beat you. He smiles slightly and hands you the animal.
"Here. I believe you'll appreciate him more than I will."
You blush and continue to walk through the park.
Next, you decide to drag Damian on a ride. The summit of a red roller-coaster towers high in the sky, beckoning you to test your fate. Damian agrees to go on, although the look on his face as you seat yourself beside him compares to a caged puppy wishing to go outside. As the bar lowers across your lap and the conductor introduces the ride, you nudge Damian on the shoulder.
"At least try to look like you're having fun."
"I am," he replies nonchalantly.
"Oh really?" you inquire. "All right tough stuff, show me! When the loop comes around, throw your hands in the air and scream."
He groans and leans his head back against the seat. "Screaming makes your throat hurt."
"I don't care, just do it."
When the carts start to make the climb up the track, you peak down below. Out of habit, you grab Damian's hand just as the cart reaches the top. You're too busy screaming as it plummets down to notice that his hand is laced with yours and he's smiling.
As the evening dawns to a close and the blanket of night begins to unfold across the sky, you go on one last ride; The Ferris Wheel. You take your place beside Damian and place the red wolf in between you and admire the distant city lights twinkling from your seat.
Just as you begin to relax, the ride comes to a sudden halt. It seems as if the whole world stops moving. You and Damian both look down from your place at the top to see the operator trying to pull on the jammed lever.
"Not to worry, (Y/N). It will likely be running in a few minutes," Damian says turning to you.
"I'm not worried. Besides, where else am I going to get a view like this?" you remark, gesturing to the grounds below.
The lights of every ride and booth twinkles like stars, and the distant ambiance of children laughing, popular tunes playing, and coasters whirling by fills your ears. Even farther in the distance are the horns of cars and wailing sirens coming from the main shore. Damian looks at the same view only for a moment but suddenly finds his attention being drawn back to you. How could he have missed the way the carnival lights gleam like gems in your brilliant (E/C) eyes? How did he neglect to notice the way your (H/C) hair fell in perfect waves down your shoulders? How could he deny that your dazzling smile is the prettiest thing he has ever seen?
He slowly shifts closer to you in the seat and holds your hand in between his. You look over at him with wide eyes and notice that his cheeks are cherry red and his eyes are centered on the floor.
"Damian?" you question in anticipation.
"(Y/N)...I...I've never asked anyone something like this before. I've always denied affection for anyone because no one has ever harbored any for me. The more time I spend with you, the more I begin to realize that you are special...to me. (Y/N)...will you be my beloved?"
Your eyes well up with tears and you throw your arms around him. "Of course I will!"
You cup his cheeks and guide his lips to yours. Even though the ride has started again, you forget the world around you and let all your cares melt away...