Hero x Villain // O/O // Closed

Damian melted. His heart frozen by loneliness melted from the warmth Rowan’s touch and lips gave him. Damian kissed him back, soaking in the feeling and not wanting to let go. His lips were soft as they matched with Rowan’s as they kissed, but it was almost as if undertones of sadness seeped through him. He wanted this freedom that he got from Rowan. He yearned for it. But he knew, in reality, he couldn’t let himself buy into the illusion much longer. Reaper was still the Reaper. That’s all there was to it to know that it wouldn’t work out despite how much Damian wanted it to.

Rowan held him close, and kissed him again, arms wrapped around Damian. He could feel something…something strange in Damian's returned kisses, but…he didn't know what it was. His own lips were soft and gentle against the other male's. His arm tucked around Damian's waist, the other cupping the back of Damian's head, oh-so-careful not to touch the scabbed wound there. He wanted this. He wanted Damian to trust him and want him just as much as Rowan wanted Damian.

Damian could’ve stayed there forever. He would’ve, really. Damian put most of his weight into Rowan, in part because he simply wanted to be close, but also because he was feeling a bit unsteady from the blood loss from earlier again. Maybe his pounding heart just wasn’t helping. He just… Damian really like Rowan. Each moment they spent together felt fleeting, and Damian just had this sense of running out of time.

(why do you write like you're running out of time/write day and night like you're running out of time sorry i'm Hamiltrash so…..)

Rowan held him close. After a few moments of his mouth meeting Damian's, kissing him gently, he finally pulled away a little, resting his head against Damian's. "We should get back to the table and eat. We can…continue this later, though. If you like." he traced one hand gently over Damian's cheek and down his throat for a moment, before cupping his cheek.

(Ha lol)
“I’d like that,” Damian agreed softly, stretching out his throat a little to expose it more to the man before him for a couple seconds. “I’m just… I’m sorry. Is it okay if we could just forget about this?” He mumbled softly, referring to his head, not their wonderful kisses that they just shared.

Rowan nodded. "Alright." he gave Damian one last sweet, gentle kiss, before reluctantly pulling away. "Come on." he took Damian's hand, and led him back to their table, pulling Damian's chair out for him, before sitting down himself, their hands still linked. The waiter was waiting for them, and placed their food down in front of them. "Is there anything else I can get you gentlemen?" Rowan shook his head. "I don't think so. But thank you."

Damian smiled gratefully, kissing him back sweetly. He intertwined their fingers as they walked back together. He couldn’t bring himself to even want to let go when they sat down, and was glad that Rowan didn’t pull his hand away. “Thank you,” Damian told the waiter with a thankful smile, then happily focused his attention on the food. “I can’t remember the last time I had food that looked this good.”

The waiter smiled, nodded, and left. Rowan smiled at Damian happily, and picked up his burger. He set it down again after nearly dropping it. "I think I need both hands to eat. I'm sorry. We can hold hands again later, though." he said with a smile, pulling his hand away to pick up his food.

(gtg. good night!)

(Good night!)
Damian let out a small laugh, withdrawing his hand but smiling nonetheless about how Rowan had tried to eat it with only one hand. He took a forkful of his pasta, happily biting into it. However that was probably the largest bite he had, as the next bite he took a smaller forkful and nibbled on it. Damian just wasn’t much for eating a lot at one time.

Rowan, on the other hand, happily took a big bite of his burger. It had come with a side of fries, which he happily dipped in ketchup and ate as well. The wine had also been served. Which looked a little strange, him eating a burger with a wine glass sitting beside him. But he didn't really care if it looked odd.

Damian smiled a little as he sipped on his own wine. He glanced at Rowan with his burger and wine, and his smile turned even brighter. Here was this guy, the Reaper, full of class and handsomeness, eating a burger with wine. Damian was probably doing more staring and admiring than actually eating, but he simply couldn’t help it. He found that Rowan somehow looking even more handsome with the casual food but classy wine. The man looked more like a normal person, rather than how people tended to think of him as a monster.

Rowan looked up and caught him staring. He smiled at Damian. "You need to eat too, not just watch me eat." He said with a teasing grin. He took another bite of his own food, then looked at the wine critically. "Maybe I should have gotten beer. It would go better with a burger." He remarked, laughing a little. "But oh well."

“But you’re just so handsome,” Damian told him playfully with a fond smile, going back to taking small bites of his food, “It’s hard to focus when I’m sitting next to a guy like you.” Damian happily smiled, trailing his finger around the corner of his glass before taking another sip.

Rowan chuckled. "And I have a hard time focusing around guys as handsome as you, and yet here we are." he replied in the same playful manner. He took another bite of his burger, careful not to stain his shirt with anything that might happen to drip out of the burger.

Damian quickly dissolved into a blushing mess at Rowan’s words. “Now I’m not going to be able to focus at all,” Damian told him with a small giggle, his blush never ceasing. He’s so sweet. And handsome. And genuine. Literally the perfect guy. If only he wasn’t a slightly crazed maniac half the time…

(again, that makes Rowan sound like an abusive psychopath lol)

Rowan smiled. "Mm. You're welcome." he replied, teasing lightly. He took another bite of his food, then set the burger down and took a sip of wine. He stood, and leaned across the table to plant a kiss on Damian's cheek. "But, once we finish eating, we can leave, and go somewhere else, and I'll kiss you again." he winked.

(yeppers lmao)
Damian managed to blush even more, happiness dancing around in his chest at the kiss on his cheek. He liked this date very much so far. “I like that plan a lot,” Damian told him with a grin, increasing the pace at which he was eating ever so slightly. He simply couldn’t help it—his eagerness for more of those sweet kisses.

Rowan smiled, and sat down again. "Then finish your food! I can't kiss you if you haven't finished your food!" he grinned at Damian happily, and took another bite of his own food. He was really, really happy about this. That he and Damian were on this date, and that Damian seemed so happy to be here too.

Damian playfully rolled his eyes, but he did start eating his small bites a little bit faster. He was about halfway through the plate and he finally said, “You want a bite of mine? I don’t think I can finish it.” He offered a forkful from his own fork to Rowan, smiling a little.

Rowan smiled. "Sure." he leaned forward and ate the bite off of Damian's fork, looking him in the eyes the whole time. He leaned back again, and licked his lips a little. "That was actually really good! What did you order, again?" he asked, smiling flirtatiously at Damian.

Damian's eyes followed those lips the entire time. "Just an alfredo dish," He said lightly, sitting towards the edge of his seat. "Although I probably could've ordered something better." Damian brought the fork back into his mouth, not ceasing his stare at his handsome date.

"Ah right." Rowan nodded. "Hm. Maybe I need to branch out from cheesburgers." he chuckled a little, eyes tracking the fork up to Damian's mouth. He blinked, and took a sip of the wine. He wanted to kiss his date again. Wanted to hold Damian in his arms and kiss him again and again. But that would have to wait. He was pretty sure the restaurant would throw them out for causing a scene if he did that right this moment.

Maybe you should. Maybe you should try the thing sitting right in front of you. Damian mentally swatted at himself for his wants, but gosh why was Rowan so, so handsome? Damian wanted- well, he wanted many, many things. Most, if not all, were involved with Rowan. Damian licked the fork he was holding, still unable to tear his gaze away as if he was entranced by the wonderful man before him.

Rowan shuddered a little at the lick, part of him imagining Damian's mouth in quite a different place…no. He told himself. Don't even go there right now. His eyes were still locked on Damian, traveling over his face and mouth, tracing the contours of his lips in his mind. He swallowed, and took another sip of wine.

Damian, too, was imagining his own mouth in a different place other than the fork. And then imagining a particular part of Rowan in a particular place. No no no no no Damian, you know that’ll end up badly. Very, very badly. You couldn’t even hardly take your pants off last time without screwing everything up, why on earth do you let yourself even consider fantasying about this? Damian forced himself to set the force down, and take a sip of his wine as well. Of course, his gaze never left Rowan still, taking his own time to examine those stunning features.

Stop fantasizing, Rowan! Rowan scolded himself. Seriously. It's your first date, use the head on your shoulders, not the one in your pants! He let out a breath. "Do we want to get dessert?" He asked in a low voice. Or are you going to be dessert? He almost blurted the flirtatious, rather inappropriate thought, but stopped himself just in time.

Damian licked his lips a little. Don’t you see you already have dessert? Damian needed to calm his fantasies down right now. Rowan was the Reaper, and Damian needed to draw the line. But he simply couldn’t. “Maybe we could share…?” Damian proposed softly, swallowing.

Rowan smiled lazily, eyes still fixed on Damian's face. "That sounds good. And then you can be second dessert." He winked, then his eyes widened a little as he realized exactly what he had said. But it was too late to take it back now. And he…he didn't want to. He was a little surprised at himself, but at the same time…he wondered what Damian would reply with.

Damian took half a second to process the words, and he quickly dissolved into a blushing mess. Yes yes yes yes yes. His heart leaped through his chest—despite his blushing face, Damian very much liked Rowan flirting with him like this. He opened his mouth to try to speak, but he had to take a couple seconds to actually speak, and even that ended up turning into a flustered mess, “I… Y-Yeah, yeah. Second dessert- I like that idea.” Damian licked his lips again, his fantasies dancing around in his even though it was gonna be so bad. He knew he couldn’t let himself… with Rowan…

Rowan nodded. He leaned forward again and pressed a long kiss to Damian's mouth, feeling the other's soft lips against his own. He cupped Damian's cheek with one hand, fingers sliding up and into his hair. He pulled away after a long minute, face still a breath away from Damian's. "Good." he murmured, catching Damian's lip between his teeth for a moment.