Archive of Our Own

Summary:

Damian Wayne hated parties.
He hated the way his father told him to entertain guests as if he were some dancing monkey.
He hated the way the women tried to flirt with him in terrible ways.
He hated the people, he hated the activities, he hated the role he played in the whole charade.
The reason for the event, the charities, he did not hate.
He did not hate doing everything to help people.
But he did hate the course of action.
And tonight was no different.

Until it wasn’t.

“I bet you ten bucks you can’t do a backflip in that dress.” A woman behind him mumbled in French.
“Oh really, Bourgeois? You really want to go there?” Another woman responded to her in the same language.