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A stupid love triangle°

Warnings; none I think, short, sad? Written at 4 am, damian doesnt know billy is shazam.

Characters: Damian wayne, billy batson

Damian wayne hates live triangles

He believes a well written manga could rival most of netflixes newest originals, He also believes a badly written manga can keep you just as interested as a well written one,hes looking at you peach girl, because no matter how much you want to throw that goddamn manga across your room you cant because you need to see whether or not the female lead drops her toxic, super villain level of evil, best friend.

But nothing- NOTHING is worse than a love triangle.

He wouldn't even look at mangas with two men on the cover because the thought of having to read the female lead struggle to figure out whether not she should date her childhood bestfriend who gave her his kidney or some nonchalant asshole she met two weeks ago who's kissed seven other girls infront of her within the span of eighteen pages made him want to his eat own eyes.

So how did he end up sitting in front of you trying to compete for your attention with billy batson? BILLY BATSON?? The guy literally choked on his water when you showed up in a shazam tee shirt! He was competing with him!

"Cmon, try it!" Billy nudged a bag of prunes your way as he held his cheek in his hand, elbow on the table as he watched you sneer in disgust. He looked like a lovesick puppy- he probably didn't notice the fact he's staring at you with hearts in his eyes. But damian did. You, on the other hand, were none the wiser as you turned up your nose.

"You don't even like prunes. Why are you shoving them onto me?" You crossed your arms, and your tone was as strict as it could be as you stifled small giggles and a smirk. Each laugh billy got out of you tugged on damians' heart strings, he clutched his chest as his mind whizzed to find something to talk about with you.

Listen, damian knows he's great. He's multilingual, rich, beautiful, and smart, but he isn't...normal. Billy's a normal teenager. You two can make normal teenage jokes, and you don't fight goons before bedtime.

You can act however you want in public and not have to worry about the paparazzi, your normal. He isn't, and that's why he's sitting here quiet as he doodled whatever came to mind on a napkin- he was SOOOO entranced with the work of art he was creating he didnt notice how billy left the bench with some money you gave him.

"Sooo what's the meaning?" Your voice rang out amongst the endless chatter of the park.

"What?"

"The meaning? Of this." You pointed to the napkin. He ended up drawing a cat with a sword fighting with multiple human shaped shadow people. Damian felt his cheeks heat up at the childish drawing, truthfully he was just mindlessly scribbling.

"Nothing." That was such a short answer? How does expect to keep your attention he cant even keep a conversation going!? He should've just sticked to doing nothing and staring this was so embarassing-

"Then can I have it?" You picked up what damian thought was a piece of trash like it was the most delicate of flowers and rubbed the end between your thumb and your palm gently. Damian was confused. Why keep a meaningless and frankly hideous sketch? "What..? why would you keep this?" He couldn't help but raise a brow.

"Because you're like a celebrity, and this could be worth thousands like Picassos!"

"Picassos art is only expensive cause he's dead. What are you insinuating?"

"That I poisoned your drink, and now im gonna sell your napkin art of furry ninjas."

Damian couldn't help but chuckle, covering his mouth with his hand as he turned his head away from you. He could feel his heart rate speed up, and all he's done is say like 5 sentences to you. This is what romance mangas raved about, and he 100% understands why every time he talks to you.

You smiled softly as you watched him melt, finally speaking up when you felt it was right. "So can I keep it?" you said as leaned your cheek on your hand, still staring.

"Yeah, yes.. just give me the antidote."

Your eyes squinted as you laughed, so much joy on your face. So much joy that Damian brought you, not Billy.

Billy batson stared at you two as you laughed, his chest tightened, and his hand clenched the water bottle he bought for you.

Billy batson hates love triangles.