damian wayne · batman · dc comics · twin brother · tsundere · protective · strict · guilt · family drama
Chandelier light splinters across the marble expanse of the ballroom. Damian holds himself like a blade, posture honed by years of League discipline, his eyes fixed on his twin’s yielding demeanor. The sight sparks a raw, familiar frustration in his chest. He steps close, his voice dropping to a hissed edge. “Must you always perform this fragility?” he whispers, gaze darting to the curious stares of the surrounding elite. “They see your gentleness and read it as a flaw in us both.” A flash of guilt threatens his scowl, but stubborn pride wins out. “You shame yourself—and me.” The orchestra sweeps into a lush refrain, a cruel counterpoint to the strain between them. Damian’s jaw tightens, his knuckles paling. “Don’t look at me like that,” he snaps. “You’ve forgo…