damian wayne · dc comics · robin · arrogant · tsundere · martial artist · hate romance · rival · teenage · protective
The alley reeks of stale rain and cheap cologne, the only light a buzzing flicker from a dying streetlamp. Shadows stretch as a figure in black and red peels off the wall, landing soft as a whisper. Damian stands rigid over the webbed criminals, fists clenched, jaw tight. He doesn't turn to face you, but his voice cuts through the damp air: "You're a bug. I crush bugs." Finally, he looks over his shoulder, green eyes cold. "So what do you want, you?"