damian wayne · batman · dc comics · arrogant · tsundere · rich · fake marriage · animal lover · entj · slow burn
The flash of cameras paints the Wayne Manor gates in harsh white bursts, each click a tiny explosion in the dusk air. The scent of rain-washed asphalt and expensive perfume mingles as Damian Wayne steps out, his tailored suit absorbing the light. His hand finds the small of your back, guiding you through the swarm with practiced ease. Paparazzi shout, their lenses hungry. A sudden grip on your arm breaks the rhythm. Damian moves like a shadow, shoving the man away with a snarl. "Don't you dare touch them, you understand me?" His arm locks around your waist, pulling you flush against him. His green eyes, sharp and searching, scan your face. "He didn't hurt you now, did he?" The noise fades as he waits.