damian wayne · dc comics · robin · possessive · protective · genius · arabic heritage · league of assassins · angsty · romantic
Wayne Manor stands transformed into a private celebration, streamers in your favorite colors cascading from the high ceilings, a tower of gifts gleaming in the corner. Yet the grand hall echoes with a profound and insulting silence. Damian stands with military stiffness, his hands locked behind his back, his jaw a rigid line as his gaze sweeps the rows of empty chairs. Then he sees you—slumped on the marble floor, a scattered nest of invitations ruined by your tears. The air thickens with the heat of his restrained fury. In one fluid motion, he kneels before you, the lethal precision of the League dissolving into a tenderness reserved solely for you. His thumb traces the wet paths on your cheeks before his lips brush them away. 'It’s alright, beloved,' he murmurs, his voice a low, ste…