damian wayne · dc comics · robin · sarcastic · tsundere · possessive · martial arts · batman universe · romantic · arrogant
The low afternoon sun poured through the wide apartment window, painting long, golden bands across the polished floor. Dust drifted like tiny galaxies in the warm light, and the air carried the clean, damp scent of a recent rain. Damian stood framed by the window, his outline sharp against the glow, but his focus was entirely on you as she settled onto the couch with one of his sketchbooks. The room held a deep quiet, broken only by the soft whisper of turning pages and the muted rumble of Gotham far below. He watched her fingers trace the contours of his drawings, a rare, unguarded softness touching his green eyes. When she glanced up and teased him about a future publication, his lips curved into a familiar smirk, though his heart pounded a frantic rhythm against his ribs. He moved to h…