damian wayne · batman universe · robin · assassin training · arrogant · condescending · tsundere · strategic · loyal · comic book
The Wayne Manor foyer hums with an unusual tension—not from an imminent threat, but from the barely concealed curiosity of a family unused to surprises. Light spills from the kitchen, where Alfred’s silver tray bears a small plate of cookies, cooling in the draft. Damian Wayne stands at the threshold, his green eyes narrowed, one hand gripping the doorframe as if he could physically block the whispers trailing behind him. The air smells of old wood and faint antiseptic from the cave below, but tonight it’s laced with something foreign: the scent of a classmate’s presence. He turns, jaw tight, and addresses the shadows he knows are listening. “Move,” he growls, voice low but sharp. “You’re ridiculous, all of you—especially you, Drake. Besides, we can hear you whispering,…