Damianya (fanfic)

The envelope

Damian's POV:

It has been a week since I asked her to live with me. It was still fresh in my mind when she asked permission to her father to live with me. 

But never mind that. All I could think about is the face of sleeping Anya. 'Gosh, how can she be so cute?' He thought.

Groans.

As soon as I heard her groans, I knew that she was waking up. 

She flickered her beautiful eyes and turn to look at me. I gave her fine smile. "Good morning, how was your sleep?" I said and kissed her forehead.

She giggled. "Good morning, too. And I slept well. You?" She said as she gave me a cute smile.

I then gave her a morning kiss to he wake her up. "Are fully awake now?" I asked.

"Yeah~" I said cutely. 

"Good." I said and gave her one last kiss. "I'll make our breakfast, you take a bath first."

"Okie-dokie."

She get herself out of the bed and headed towards the bathroom. I stared at her ass, I feel like I wanted to smack, squeeze and hold it for a while. 

I then snapped myself into the reality and start cooking breakfast.

After 30 minutes, breakfast is done and I called Anya to come down and eat.

After eating our breakfast, I took a shower while Anya fix herself for school. Her look was as simple as it was. 

She only put powder, pink lipstick, and a reddish eye-shadow. A simple make-up look is enough for me. With or without make-up, she'll always be my girl, no matter what.

Anya's POV:

Once Damian got out of the bathroom, I looked at him, and boy, he has six-packed-abs. I wanted to touch those to bad but I have to get ready for school first.

when he's dressing up, I keep having a glimpse on the mirror, knowing the fact that he wouldn't noticed it, but it's just what I thought, he did noticed it.

Because when he caught my eye looking at him while dressing up, he would smirk, and I know that he already noticed it.

Once he's done, we immediately go to school. We lock the doors and of course I always have my weapon with me.

During our classes, I knew that something was bothering to my Sy-on boy. His thoughts were a mess. I don't understand them all. 

Fast forward

When the class was done, we immediately go home. 

Something is bothering him. 

He usually take me out on a date but now he didn't. 'I wonder what's wrong...' I thought to myself.

I knew that he was in our bedroom, studying. But what I saw was the opposite. I saw him opening an envelope. 

'What is he holding?' She thought again.

Knocks

Damian's POV:

'I know it has been a week, but it bothers me this envelope. Should I open it? No, what if they're all lies? Ugh! It's now or never!' He thought.

He was about to open the envelope when Anya knocked. He immediately raised his head to look at the person. 

It was Anya and she looked so worried.

"Hey, what is in the envelope?" She asked.

"Huh? This? Oh, just my dad's envelope. He wants me to study the things inside." He replied nervously.

'He's nervous. He's probably hiding something from me and I m about to find out.' She thought. "Why won't you open it?" She said.

"Huh? Nah. I mean this was all just a lot of paper works  that he gave me. You know, like a reviewer..." I said as I laughed nervously.

'He's lying to me.' "Sure." 

Anya's POV:

'I want to find out more something about it. I will figure it out.' She was about to switch the envelopes when her phone rang. "Oh, excuse me." She said as she ran to her phone answer it.

"Hello?" 

"Hello, Psych. It's been a while, how are you?"

"Oh, Handler! I am fine, you?"

"Fine as well. Heard you live with that Desmond kid, how is it going?"

Anya told her everything she needs to know. 

Meanwhile, Damian was just at their room where he was sitting down on their bed. He was still hesitating.

Once he opened it, his eyes widened in shocked.