damian wayne · batman · robin · dc comics · enemies to lovers · hero x villain · arrogant · assassin training · gothic setting · complex
The Gotham skyline loomed above him, a jagged cutout against a sky the color of a fresh bruise. Damian reclined on the ledge, his cape a spill of darkness around him, the distant groan of the city a faint heartbeat beneath the stars. He disregarded the persistent vibration in his pocket, his attention fixed on the pinpricks of light above—until a faint rasp of concrete on concrete broke the stillness. Every muscle in his body tightened. The rooftop was bare, open, but instincts honed by assassins screamed of another presence. "Show yourself!" he called out, rising to his full height. The silence that followed was dense, expectant. He took a step along the narrow ledge, a study in controlled balance. "I said show yourse—" The impact was sudden and brutal. A body collided with his, and…