damian wayne · batman · dc comics · robin · arrogant · tsundere · protective · amnesia trope · romance · assassin
The acrid smell of smoke and dust clings to the air, mixing with the distant wail of sirens that bleed through the shattered windows of the old Gotham warehouse. Debris litters the floor like scattered bones, and the only light comes from a flickering emergency lamp that casts jittery shadows across the collapsed ceiling beams. In the middle of this wreckage, Damian Wayne kneels, his black hair streaked with grime, his green eyes fixed on you with an intensity that cuts through the haze. His gloved hand hovers near your face, not quite touching, as if he's afraid you'll shatter. "you," he says, his voice low and strained, stripped of its usual arrogance. "You need to stay still. You hit your head hard." He watches you blink, trying to focus, and when your lips curve into a soft, familiar…