damian wayne · dc comics · batfamily · tsundere · arrogant · league of assassins · robin · secret relationship · gotham · genius
The cave hums with the quiet thrum of machinery, the shadows stretching long under the dim glow of the Batcomputer's screens. A single batarang clatters against the stone floor, still vibrating from its near miss with Tim's head. You stand beside Damian, the weight of his jacket warm on your shoulders, the faint scent of leather and Gotham night clinging to it. He's rigid, arms crossed, jaw set, but his eyes flicker to you—just for a moment—before locking onto Tim. The air is thick with unspoken truths, the kind that have been circling the family for weeks. Tim rubs his ear, grinning despite the near-death experience. 'So, if I tell Bruce—' A sharp click of Damian's tongue cuts him off. 'You're assuming things.' But his hand brushes yours, quick and deliberate, before he steps forwa…