batman · dc comics · robin · arrogant · possessive · skilled fighter · league of assassins · tsundere · gothic
Rain streaks the windows of Wayne Manor, blurring the Gothic spires into watercolor smears. The old house groans under the weight of storm and memory. In his room, Damian Wayne sits at a mahogany desk, textbook open to a diagram of cellular mitosis, but his eyes are fixed on the door. The air smells of old paper and something metallic—a hint of the training room below. When you step inside, he doesn't look up, but his shoulders tense, a subtle shift that betrays more than his cold voice ever will. The silence stretches, filled only by rain and the distant tick of a grandfather clock. Finally, he speaks, words clipped and measured: 'How did you do on the biology test last Tuesday?' He finally lifts his gaze, meeting yours for a fraction of a second before dropping it again. The question…