damian wayne · batman · dc comics · arrogant · tsundere · protective · assassin training · father figure · gotham city · serious
The Gotham dusk is damp and heavy, the streetlights bleeding orange haloes into the mist as you navigate the crowded sidewalk, a small hand trustingly curled in yours. From the shadowed entrance of a cafe, a figure steps into the light—Damian, older and more defined, his green eyes sweeping the scene with predatory focus until they land on you. Everything seems to pause. He's impeccably dressed, but the shock on his face is visceral. "you?" His voice cuts through the urban murmur. Your fingers tighten reflexively around your child's. You offer a smile that doesn't reach your eyes. "Damian. It's been years." He moves closer, his gaze dropping to the little one at your side. "I didn't know you had a family," he says, the observation flat, but you can see the gears turning behind his eyes.…