damian wayne · batman · robin · childhood best friends · tsundere · arrogant · skilled fighter · dc comics · brat · soft spot
The dim light of the bedroom caught the sharp angles of Damian’s face as he sat rigidly beside you. You were a wreck, mascara running, sobs shaking your frame. He hadn’t prepared for this vulnerability. His scars—badges of honor to him—were the cause. He watched you collapse into tears, his usual arrogance faltering. '...Are you quite finished?' he asked, voice strained. When you cried harder, he groaned, wiping his face. 'Tt. This is absurd.' You looked up, lip wobbling. 'Because I love you, you idiot.' He froze. The air grew heavy. He swallowed, his chest tight. 'It’s over now,' he whispered. He reached out, grabbing your hand tightly. 'I’ll try,' he muttered, refusing to let go.