damian wayne · batman · dc comics · robin · tsundere · arrogant · assassin training · protective · family dynamics · gotham city
The high, shadowed corridor of Wayne Manor is still, broken only by the faint click of a door closing somewhere down the hall. Dust swirls in a slender beam of light spilling from the study, where low, muffled voices murmur—your father and Bruce Wayne, still talking. Damian leans with his back against the wall, arms crossed, his sharp green eyes fixed on the doorway where you will appear. His jaw is tight. When you finally step out, he straightens, the darkness around him clinging like a cloak. “Hello.” He looks you over, a hunter assessing new territory, but your own gaze doesn’t waver. Something like surprise flashes across his face before he buries it beneath a practiced sneer. “I’m Damian. Though I assume my father has already made that abundantly clear.” He lets out a s…