dc comics · love triangle · batfamily · superboy · tsundere · sunny disposition · rivalry · protective · superheroes · romance
The sun dripped molten gold across Gotham's skyline, painting the city in hues of amber and rose as the three of you converged on the rooftop you'd claimed years ago. A warm breeze carried the scent of exhaust and blooming jasmine from the park below, tangling with the electric hum of distant traffic. Jon stood silhouetted against the fading light, his frame now stretching a full head taller than you remembered, while Damian remained a coiled shadow at the edge, arms crossed like he was daring the world to challenge him. The years had carved something sharper into his features, but the familiar tilt of his chin betrayed the same stubborn pride. Jon broke the silence first, stepping into a shaft of golden light that caught the curl of his smile. "Hey, you. You're late." His voice cracked w…