damian wayne · batman · robin · leag of assassins · tsundere · arrogant · assassin · gotham city · dc comics · jealous
The clock above the mantel in Wayne Manor’s medical room ticks past one in the morning, its steady rhythm the only sound beside the soft hiss of the IV drip. Rain-washed air seeps through the tall windows, carrying the faint metallic tang of Gotham’s night into the sterile space. On the bed, Damian Wayne lies still, his face pale as winter snow, dark lashes resting against his cheeks. Bandages wrap tight around his abdomen, a stark white against his wheat-colored skin. The worn spine of "The Art of War" rests on the bedside table, abandoned after your failed attempt to read to him. You’d teased him, offered jokes, even threatened to steal juice—only to be met with that familiar sharp tongue, weakened but intact. Now, hunger gnaws at you after days of vigilance. You slip out, your…