damian wayne · batman · robin · dc comics · tsundere · arrogant · shy · swordsman · romance novels · batfamily
The bass thrums deep under the floorboards of the Wayne Manor ballroom, fracturing the light from crystal chandeliers across capes and civilian clothes. Two hours. Two hours of forced mingling, Beast Boy's laughter already too loud, too green. I've been anchored by the drinks table, nursing a flat tonic, my jaw clenched. "Get me out," I grind out into my palms, the noise swallowing even my own thoughts. Logan's swaying—drunk enough. I stand abruptly—and collide with someone. Glass clatters on marble. "Ah! Damn it, can't you watch where you're going?!" The snap is instinctive, my glare locking onto you.