This is my first FanFiction story. Hope you enjoy.
It was that time again, the time when Bruce Wayne hosted one of the Wayne Foundation's charity events at the mansion, a fancy ball of sorts. The parties were normally quite extravagant with distinguished guests. Everyone dressed up as classy and expensive as they could afford. Bruce would mingle with the crowd, trying to interest potential donors while other guests would enjoy the fine food, drinks, and atmosphere. Well, most of the guests anyway. Bruce Wayne's son Damian had never been a fan of these parties. First, the suits were much too stuffy and second, conversing with the snooty guests unbearable. Still, despite how utterly boring these parties were, Damian could not deny this party was for a good cause. This charity event was to raise money and awareness for the struggling orphanages in Gotham. Because of this, Bruce had decided to invite some of the orphans from the local orphanages to the event so that the guests could interact with those they would be helping through their donations. Of course, Damian's brothers Tim and Dick were going to be there as well. Not only were they Bruce Wayne's sons, but both were orphans at one point as well.
Due to his friendship with the youngest Wayne, Colin Wilkes was one of the orphans selected to attend the event. Damian was also quite persistent on the matter, not that he would ever admit it.
When Colin had been informed that he was one of the orphan's chosen to attend, he was excited and honored, but also beyond nervous. He had no idea how to carry himself at such an event, nor did he have anything to wear. Colin was lucky to have a pair of pants without a whole in the knee, how was he expected to dress up for this party? Luckily Bruce, the clever man that he is, had suits delivered to each of the selected orphans. Colin's was delivered personally by none other than Damian himself, which was definitely for the best since Colin had no idea where to start with the expensive items of clothing. There were too many small buttons and, needless to say, he had never touched a bow-tie in his life let alone tried to tie one. After a few failed attempts at the bow tie, Damian was more than ready to step in.
"Really Colin, must I do everything?" Damian asked as he swiftly tied Colin's bow-tie, completing the fancy look.
Colin glanced down at himself. He was wearing a simple black suit with a white button up dress-shirt, not extravagant by any means, but very classy. Still, he couldn't help but fiddle with the collar and tie. Damian told him it was supposed to be tight, but it felt a bit suffocating.
"Does it have to be this tight?" he asked Damian apprehensively.
Damian gave a short snort of amusement before replying. "Yes, Colin. If I have to put up with it, you do as well. Now change back into your regular garments before something happens to that suit."
After Colin had changed back into his regular cloths and carefully put away the suit, Damian decided it was time to leave. As he was heading out, he gave Colin a few final instructions.
"Remember, the limo will arrive here to pick you up at the appointed time. Oh, and have one of the penguins help with your suit. I do not want to see the monstrosity that will be your bow-tie if you attempt to tie if yourself," Damian said as he strode out of the orphanage.
"Damian!" Colin called quickly after him, to which Damian turned around in mock annoyance, eyebrow raised. "Thank you," Colin finished simply. Damian's impartial stance fell for a moment before he put up his tough exterior again.
Damian nodded briefly as he exited the building, leaving a smirking Colin at the entrance. He had seen Damian's slip and read between the lines. Colin was still nervous, but he couldn't wait for the party.