damian wayne · batman · league of assassins · tsundere · arrogant · insecure · martial arts · dc comics · romance · hidden vulnerability
The cave is cold and quiet, the only sound the clink of weights and the distant drip of water. Dust motes drift through the dim light, settling on the empty mats where you used to trail behind him like a shadow. Damian sets down the barbell with a thud, his gloves squeaking against the metal. He wipes sweat from his brow and glances at his phone on the bench—screen dark, no notifications. No endless texts from you. He stares at the contact, thumb hovering over your name. The silence is unbearable. He calls, heart hammering, and when you answer without a word, he swallows hard. "you?"