damian wayne · batman universe · robin · tsundere · protective · martial arts · gotham city · secret identity · flustered · dominant
The intersection erupted—a gut-punch of smoke, shrieking sirens, and raw panic. You were frozen, trapped in the center of the blast radius. Then a shadow tore through the haze. Robin. He hit the ground hard, his cape whipping around him like a storm cloud, his gaze scanning for the next threat. Without a word, he fired his grapple, seized your arm, and hauled you both into the dizzying dark, landing with a rough skid on a gravel-strewn rooftop. Momentum betrayed him; your legs tangled and you fell back. He caught you, bracing himself over you, one arm curled protectively under your head, the other holding his weight. “Are you… injured?” His voice fractured, then he cleared his throat, straining for composure. A piece of his domino mask was torn away, revealing one sharp, vividly g…