Batfam X Reader

Rooftop Snow (Damian)

Kamicraze here ya go hun, one way a rooftop meetup can go!

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Most nights you spend on the roof of your apartment building enjoying the night air.

During the Summer and Fall the night isn't so bad. Most nights on your street are safe. Winter and Spring are freezing, but the sight of the snow covered city is worth it. You wander how the vigilantes handle the cold without the heavy sweats and blankets you use, but are grateful they can.

So, on the first night of fall, when the cool crisp breeze carries the sweet smells of the trees from the local park and warm apple pie freshly baked from the old woman in the neighboring apartment complex, you can't help but to stand at the edge of the building and feel like your flying.

Then suddenly your feet are pulled off the ground, as someone picks you up and pulls you back.

You go to scream but a hand covers your mouth, that is covered in a strange feeling fabric.

So you bite.

The person holding you let's go with a grunt, giving you a chance to move away and turn around.

That's when you see Robing, looking at you bewildered.

"You bit me? Seriously? What are you? A rabid animal?" Robin spats.

"Well try grabbing a girl unannounced and giving her a heart attack why don't you?" You snip back.

He stands up straighter with a smirk, "I think theres a mixup here."

"What do you mean?" You raise an eyebrow.

"I was told to stop a girl, about my age, who was about to jump, here, by a partner." He says cooly.

"Really? They have to see me every night. I'm always out here." You reply, not quite believing him.

Sure, the heroes are supposed to be trustworthy, but you never know in Gotham. Things flip on a dime.

"Tt. They are idiots. What's your name?" He asks.

"(Y/n). Whats yours?" You ask with a smirk.

"Robin. Good try though." He retorts.

After a moment of silence, he simply runs to the edge of the roof and jumps, using his grapple to swing away.

Over the next few months he stops by at least twice a week, just checking up on you. At first the interactions are brief and full of snide comments and bickering, but slowly it turns into full conversations.

Then, about a week into the start of winter, when everyone is waiting for the first snow, you are curled up on the rooftop, watching the lights of the city flicker.

Robin lands beside you, and takes a seat on your blanket. "You look cold."

"You look immune to temperature." You smirk at him.

"Heated suits. Always useful." He smiles at you, and then adds, "I brought you something."

"You did? What for?" You question.

"Noticed you collect (favorite collection) on your social media. Found this at Penguin's place. Thought it might fit in..." he responds, handing you a very rare piece you've been drooling over for years.

"No way... but how..?" You stutter as you take it.

"He is a strange collector. If it is worth anything he will get it. I am just... redistributing the wealth." Robin responds.

You gently set down the item then hug Robin tight. "You're my hero..."

"No. I have not saved you. But perhaps... good friend?" He questions.

"Mediocre friend until you tell me your real name, boy wonder." You smirk.

"Perhaps someday..." he says and looks off.

Suddenly you both notice a single snowflake fall in front of you, causing you to look up then at eachother.

You bite your lip ever so slightly, taking in the look of Robin, snow sticking gently to his beautiful hair.

He smirks and takes your hand, placing a soft kiss on your knuckles, before jumping up and swinging away again.