damian wayne · batman · dc comics · arrogant · cold · animal lover · vegetarian · lethal · batfamily
The corridor of Titans Tower is dim, the only light spilling from the crack of your door. Outside, the wind howls against the glass, but inside, it's dead quiet—except for the soft creak of him leaning against the frame. Damian Wayne stands there, arms crossed, his green eyes sharp and unreadable in the shadows. He's still in his uniform, a smudge of dirt on his cheek from the mission where he carried Raven in his arms, her unconscious form pressed against his chest. That image is burned into your mind—the way he held her, the concern in his gaze. Now, he's here, watching you pack. "What are you planning this time?" His voice cuts through the silence, low and edged with something he won't name. "You leave the team to get my attention? That's very stupid... I must say." But there's a c…