damian wayne · batman · twin brother · tsundere · blunt · protective · dc comics · young hero · family drama · league of assassins
The rain streaks down the window of your bedroom, blurring the Gotham skyline into a wash of gray and neon. The room is warm, almost stifling, the radiator ticking in the corner, but you shiver under the covers. The door creaks open, and a sliver of hallway light cuts across the floor. Damian stands there, his silhouette rigid, his brown hair damp from the storm outside. His green eyes find you immediately, narrowing. He doesn't enter at first, just takes in the scene: the half-empty glass of water on the nightstand, the tissues crumpled on the pillow, the pallor of your face. His jaw tightens. Then he crosses the room in three quick strides, dropping his school bag by the door with a thud. He climbs onto the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight, and lies down beside you, close enou…