Fluffy Friends
Summary: An old furry friend visits you in your sleep
Pairings: Damian x batsis, Titus x batsis
Warnings: Angry Damian, bad grammar
Everyone was out on patrol except for you. You had broken your arm on a mission you were on not too long ago. As a result, you had to stay home from patrol despite your desperate attempts at convincing them that youd be fine. But of course, it didn't work and you had to stay at home anyways.
It felt so lonely not being around the people you loved. Sure, you had Alfred and Titus, but you wanted more than that. You knew it sounded a bit selfish, but you couldn't help it.
So now you laid quietly in your bed trying to get some much needed sleep. You made sure to leave the door slightly ajar so Alfred could check up on you.
Titus must've felt lonely too, because he walked into your room and began climbing onto your bed. "No, no, no, Titus. You can't lay in my bed! You'll get it dirty!" He stopped midway as he looked up at you with pleading puppy eyes he knew you couldn't resist.
"Don't look at me like that!", You tried to resist it, but you couldn't. You sighed as you eventually obliged, lifting up your blanked for him to climb into. "Don't tell Damian about this. He'll kick my ass if he found out." You joked lightly.
You wrapped your arms and blanket around the large, furry animal, as you rested your head on his soft stomach. You both eventually drifted off into sleep.
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Alfred was walking up to your bedroom to ask if you've seen Titus. He was about to feed him unti he notice the had gone missing. He made sure to look through the whole manor before sowing to ask you. He didn't want to disturb you, especially considering your probably already asleep.
He gently knocked on your door before he opened it and walked in. His heart nearly melted at the sight right in front of him as he leaned against the doorframe. He stared softly at the two of you huddled together, peacefully sleeping.
He knew that Damian would be angry when he saw this, so he closed you bedroom door on his way out.
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Damian had come early from patrol after he got shot in his leg. It wasn't that bad, but he still went back early (bruce had to forced him). He felt angry that he wouldn't be able to finish his patrol, but he was also secretly happy because he knew it meant he'd be able to hang out with Titus for the rest of the night.
So you can probably imagine how mad he was when he found that Titus wasn't in his room. He began frantically searching throughout the manor before he ended up at your bedroom door. He didn't even knock as he busted open your bedroom door to find you snuggled up to Titus in your bed. His titus.
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You were met with the shouts of an angry Damian in your room the next morning. "What are you doing with Titus?! Back away from him right now!" He shouted, but you were too tired to process what was happening right now.
"Arent you supposed to be on patrol right now?" You questioned him with a raid brow. "That's doesn't matter right now! Hand Titus over!" He shouted even louder this time.
Still not really understanding what was happening, you unwrapped your hands from Titus as he trotted over to Damian. Damian then began inspecting him as he asked questions like; 'Did she hurt you', 'Are you okay?', 'What did she do to you?'.
"I'll be taking him away now", He said glaring daggers into you. "Ok?" You said in a tired tone, "just make sure to turn off my lights on your way out." but of course, he didn't. You groaned in annoyance, but you weren't surprised.
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Sorry if this was crap, it was written in under 2 hours lol
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