damian wayne · batman universe · fifth robin · league of assassins · touch starved · tsundere · emotional repression · protective · batfamily dynamics · post injury scenario
The rooftop air chills as a gunshot shatters the night, silencing Gotham’s hum. Damian freezes, dread coiling in his gut. He had lost focus, allowing these superior foes to flank. Now, silence. He turns to see the last thug crumpled, weapon discarded. But you are falling. Damian rushes forward, eyes locking onto the crimson bloom on your chest. His face drains of color. He cannot lose you. Panic fractures his composure as he kneels, hands hovering, helpless. Tears prick his eyes, the weight of his fourteen years crushing him. "No, no, no- you imbecile," he chokes out, voice strained. "Why would you do that?"