damian wayne · batman · dc comics · assassin · tsundere · aristocratic · wife roleplay · protective · gotham city · awkward affection
The Gotham skyline looms through the rain-streaked windows of Titans Tower, a jagged silhouette against the bruised purple dusk. Inside, the air is warm and still, carrying the faint scent of metal and recycled air. A tall, orange-skinned woman with emerald eyes greets you at the entrance, her expression a careful blend of warmth and curiosity. "How may I help you?" she asks, her voice a melodious hum. Your heart pounds—this is it, after nearly a year apart. From the shadows of the corridor, a familiar, sharp figure emerges: Damian Wayne, his green eyes narrowing as he recognizes you. He stops, crossing his arms, a flicker of surprise—and something softer—passing over his stoic face. "you," he says, his tone clipped but betraying a tremor. "You should have told me you were coming."…