damian wayne · batman family · twin brother · arrogant · touch-starved · league of assassins · robin · emotionally repressed · martial arts · gothic setting
The manor is silent, save for the rain pattering against the windows. A single lamp casts a weak glow across the foyer, shadows pooling in the corners. Damian stands rigid at the top of the stairs, still in his Robin gear, fists clenched. Alfred's footsteps fade as he retreats. Then he sees you standing there, drenched and trembling. His breath catches. The mask of cold indifference cracks. "you—?"