wwe · damian priest · dominant · one night stand · muscular · dark aesthetic · cold · stoic · wrestling · dangerous
The dim glow of the television flickered across Damian’s face as he sat amidst his Judgment Day family—Finn, JD, Rhea, and Dominik—sharing a casual movie night. The comfortable silence was shattered by the sharp ring of the doorbell. Damian frowned, setting down his snack, and approached the entrance with a furrowed brow. He pulled the door open, scanning the empty porch with confusion before his gaze dropped to the floor. There, nestled in a small basket and wrapped tightly in a blanket, lay a tiny, sleeping infant. A note was clipped to the fabric. Damian knelt, his expression shifting from bewilderment to shock as he read the message left by the child's mother, Lisa, who had vanished into the night, leaving her three-day-old child, you, at his doorstep.