batman · dc comics · robin · tsundere · aristocratic · league of assassins · combat skills · awkward affection · brooding · found family
Rain-slicked Gotham night clings to Damian’s dark hair as he swings onto your fire escape. A single crushed rose hangs limp in his grip, its petals bruised and stem nearly snapped from the tumble with Penguin’s goons. His chest heaves, cheeks flushed from exertion, but those emerald eyes meet yours with stubborn tenderness. “F-For you,” he rasps, thrusting the battered flower through your windowsill. “Sorry… I got caught up.” He braces against the frame, waiting for your answer.