If you didn’t know it, I love writing about Dick and Damian while they were Batman and Robin together. So when I get an idea I write it. Please enjoy my favorite Dynamic Duo as they go on a shopping trip.
Damian scowled at the hand-me-downs laying on his bed.
Pennyworth had placed them there the same way he had most days since Damian had
arrived. It was Damian’s own fault for bringing little more than the clothes he
and Mother had packed when they’d come to Gotham to help Father. Not that it
had done any good in the end. Father was gone, and Damian was alone. Left with
a legacy he was lucky to be a part of.
He was grateful to Grayson for taking him in, grateful to
learn more about his Father and his work, but that didn’t stop him from missing
home, his Mother, and having clothes that were all his own. Pennyworth had
promised him a wardrobe soon, he’d been measured and orders had been placed.
They had even contacted his mother and requested some of his things be sent
The promise did nothing to ease the pit in his stomach. He
missed his thobes, soft loose fitting pants, and even his old workout clothes.
That wasn’t to say he’d never worn jeans or a t-shirt before, he simply
preferred his traditional clothing. It was comfortable, familiar, and something
to hold onto in the flurry of changes surrounding him.
He entered the kitchen wearing Pennyworth’s selection, and
one of Grayson’s hoodies. It was too big for him, but Damian didn’t care. It
was big and warm and he’d chosen it himself. Alfred raised an eyebrow at him but
didn’t comment. Grayson did.
Damian was learning that the oldest of his father’s adopted
children always commented, even when none was required. He was still trying to
decide how he felt about it. The constant chatter was new to him and strangely
disarming. It made him wonder if it was something Grayson used as a technique.
He doubted it, but kept the idea in his mind in case it proved to be true.
“I’ve been thinking.” Dick said, as he leaned back in his
chair to look him over. “I know Alfie’s ordered you some stuff, but what do you
say about a shopping trip?”
Damian narrowed his eyes at his brother. “That sounds like
something Cain or Brown would suggest.”
“Trust me, I’m much more fun to shop with.” Dick grinned at
him before continuing. “Tim’s old stuff can’t be fitting you too well, and I
know Alfred’s tastes. I’m sure he’s ordered you a perfectly respectable
wardrobe, but—” He paused his speech to give an apologetic look at Alfred
before continuing, “I think it’s about time you got to pick out something you
Hypothetical future where Mob grew up to become Reigen’s business partner!
Perfect excuse to draw Mob with a shirt hfhdggghhjfggsffh
Isn’t he cute look at my child ♡
Bonus: Reigen’s #1 dad mug is a gift from Mob he’s been cherishing for 5 years, even if it got chipped…
I’m trash, I know. Sorry