Hello! I'm so sorry for not updating my muse left for a while but guess she came back. This chap was inspired by 'What is love' song.

Damian sits alone in his room, his art portfolio before him… A pencil left discarded on the desk. There was so much running through his head as he stares down at the page. He's never like this… He can easily blame it on the damn bracelet that gleams under his sleeve… He can't keep going this way. His mind always wonders to you and he doesn't know what know what to do… Why does he have these feels coursing through him? All he knows is that he doesn't want to feel the pain he endures each and every time you bring him down. How you shut down his confessions of love. How you accuse him talking about of his ass due to the bracelet.

Granted it could be the bracelet… But how sure are they that it's just that? He's been meaning to ask Raven. Yet he knows that lingering ears wait in the tower. That could cause a misunderstanding and you would be upset and never want to see him again. He doesn't want that….. You have become a part of his daily life. He doesn't know if this is right or wrong and his making him uneasy.

Releasing a sigh, Damian rubs his forehead. He doesn't know what to do…. With his emotions… He can't even compare it to that one time he thought he had some sort of affection to another. Once upon a time he had a mild crush on Jon's girlfriend and his long time friend. He wanted to say that he knew what the mild affection for the girl was. That was until you joined and placed the cursed item on his person….

Closing his eyes he wishes you were there beside him to ease his racing emotions. But he knows it won't. but he can't force you into returning these emotions he's feeling… He can't wait to get the cursed off his person and everything can return to normal… He can sort out his emotions. Glancing down at his sketch; Damian couldn't but whisper.

"What is love?" The sketch of you stares back up at him.