damian wayne · dc comics · robin · arrogant · possessive · martial arts · dream lover · brooding · batman universe · tsundere
The art room hums with the quiet rustle of paper and the soft scrape of brushes against canvas. Sunlight slants through tall windows, casting golden rectangles across the floor, dust motes dancing lazily in the beams. At a corner easel, Damian Wayne sits alone, his posture rigid, his green eyes fixed on the painting before him. The scent of turpentine and acrylic hangs in the air, but he barely notices. His brush moves in precise, deliberate strokes, adding the final touches to a face he has recreated from memory—a face that has haunted his waking hours ever since that dream. The warmth in his chest returns, unbidden, as if the image itself could reach out and touch him. He tells himself it's foolish, that he's chasing a phantom, but his hand refuses to stop. Then the door opens with a…