Hostage (Damian x Reader)
Request: Can you do one where literally everyone on the Team and the Justice League knows that the reader and Damian like each other, except them. So everyone teams up to get them together?
Summary: When you’re kidnapped and in danger, Damian will do whatever it takes to make sure you’re safe, even if it’s just a set up…
Word Count: 1224
The Teen Titans’ tower was quiet as you searched for any of the other occupants. After almost an hour of looking, you resigned yourself to a day by yourself and relaxed on the large plush sofa. You were zoned out watching trash television when someone grabbed you from behind. They yanked you up over the back of the sofa and put a black bag over your head before you could even turn around. You struggled wildly, thrashing your arms and legs trying to connect them to your attacker at any point. The person who had a hold on you was good though. They evaded every hit with expertise and managed to get an arm around your neck. With all of your panic and struggling, the constricted windpipe quickly caused your brain to swirl and you passed out within a few seconds. The assailant carried your now limp body to the aircraft they had parked on the roof. You didn’t wake up until they were tightening the ropes around your wrists.
You were tied to a chair, from the coolness you felt through your clothing, you could tell it was a metal chair. The black bag over your head had been replaced with a black blindfold and a gag. You groaned and tugged against your restraints uselessly.
“The Titans won’t save you this time, (Y/h/n),” a deep sinister robotic voice spoke from somewhere to your left. You frowned and regretted not wearing your uniform. You had no communicator, no utility belt, and no hope of escaping this chair.
Meanwhile, back at the Tower, Damian, Jaime, Raven and Kori were returning from the grocery store. Garfield wasn’t far behind, shifted into a pack mule as he was loaded down with shopping bags. Together they were able to put everything away in a matter of minutes.
“I’m going to check on (Y/n),” Damian excused himself as he left the room. He ignored the chuckle he heard come from Starfire. He took the elevator to the floor that held the team’s rooms. The doors were unmarked, but he had long ago memorized which door led to your room. He knocked as he stood in front of it. When he received no answer, he knocked again before trying the door knob. As always, it was unlocked. He pushed the door open and was disappointed to see that your room was unoccupied.
He spent almost fifteen minutes searching your usual spots in the tower before he opened his tracking device. He frowned when he saw the dot designated to you glowing far outside of the Tower.
“What’s going on, Damian? Where’s (Y/n)?” Raven asked calmly. Damian was too caught up in his own thoughts to notice the smile Garfield was trying his best to smooth out.
“(Y/n) is not here. Her tracking device says she’s about ten miles from here in the warehouse district,” he answered. “Something is not right,” he added.
“You don’t think she’s in trouble, do you?” Garfield asked and concealed a chuckled as a cough.
“Of course not!” He scoffed. “(Y/n) is completely capable to take care of herself,” he explained. He looked back at the dot and worry crossed his features.
“It wouldn’t hurt to see what she’s up to though, would it?” Raven asked. He considered her question for a moment before nodding.
“No it wouldn’t do any harm. This way we know for sure she’s not meeting with our enemies or anything,” he stated as he put the tracking device back in his pocket before heading to his room to change into his uniform.
“(Y/n) would never betray us,” Garfield said with sincerity.
“We’ll see,” Damian said coolly, but deep down he was worried that’s exactly what you were doing. He had seen you train and knew you were more than able to defend yourself, so what other explanation was there? He changed quickly, as did the rest of the team and they took off to her very stationary location. As they got closer, Damian began to worry about what they might be walking into.
They team gathered on the rooftop of the warehouse she was supposed to be inside. Starfire looked the most concerned about the situation.
“Blue, what does the security look like?” she asked. Jaime scanned the area.
“Several hostiles are guarding the area. They also have an alarm system. If anyone opens the doors or windows, they’re going to know about it,” he explained. He was actually impressed with the lengths they had gone to accomplish this.
“Then we’ll have to go in ready,” Damian concluded. “We can assume that whoever has the ability to take (Y/n) hostage is armed and dangerous,” he continued.
“Should we call in the Justice League?” Starfire asked with concern.
“Not yet,” Damian shook his head. “We should be able to handle this and get her out safely,” he added. He clenched his jaw at the idea that they had hurt her. If they had caused her any pain, he would make them pay. The team went over Damian’s strategy a few times before they set the plan into action.
Blue Beetle blasted the front door off its hinges. The team entered and almost immediately Starfire was taken down. She hit the floor, but Damian couldn’t stop as he saw you tied to a chair in the center of the room. He blatantly ignored the fighting around him as he cut his way through to you.
When he made it to your side, the entire team was on the floor. He pulled the blindfold from your eyes and the gag from your mouth moments after cutting the ropes around your wrist. You were so overjoyed to see him after the hours of darkness. You through your arms around him tightly. He pulled back slightly and looked down at your face. Without a second thought, he pressed his lips to yours. You melted into the kiss.
The kiss would’ve lasted much longer had applause not erupted from around the warehouse. Damian pulled back and looked around threateningly, but relaxed when he saw only the team smiling and clapping.
“What is going on?” he demanded angrily.
“Damian, this was the only way we could figure out to get you two together,” Kori explained as she walked forward. “We all knew that you cared for each other,” she admitted. Your cheeks turned bright pink as you recalled the conversation when you admitted to Kori and Raven that you liked Damian.
“You went through all this trouble to set us up?” Damian frowned. His arms were still tightly around you, almost as if he refused to let you go now that he had you.
“It worked, didn’t it?” Dick Grayson spoke up from where he had been hiding only a few moments earlier. Damian’s frown deepened.
“Grayson, you were in on this?” he asked.
“I knew it!” you called out. “No one else could’ve gotten the drop on me like that,” you admitted.
“Exactly,” he chuckled. He held up a small circular device to his mouth. “No harm, no one was hurt,” he spoke in the robotic voice. Damian just shook his head.
“Would you like to go to dinner with me?” he asked you. You couldn’t help the smile that broke out across your lips.
“I would love to,” you answered.
A/N: I hope you like it! I had some fun trying to think up the plot!