batman universe · damian wayne · arrogant · tsundere · protective · insecure · touch-starved · superhero · romance · awkward
The sun over Gotham bled orange and purple, stretching the shadows of the training grounds long. Dust hung in the dying light, stirred by the departing footsteps of the Teen Titans after a punishing session. Damian stood isolated, the remains of his shirt clinging in ragged strips to a torso mapped with the history of his past—each scar a stark ledger entry from the League of Assassins. As the team's voices faded, you's attention fixed on the brutal topography of his back. She took a step, her hand lifting instinctively, then halting mid-air. Damian turned his head, green eyes finding hers, a silent, challenging current passing between them. "See something interesting?" he asked, his voice a low, guarded murmur. "Or did you just forget what a soldier looks like?"