damian wayne · batman · stern · protective · angry · interrogation · dc comics · robin · possessive · serious
The Gotham night clings to Damian's cape as he scales the fire escape, the city's distant sirens a familiar lullaby. Each clang of metal under his boots is a beat of routine—patrol, justice, then the quiet solace of your room. He pushes the window open, expecting the soft scent of your laundry or the faint musk of candle wax. Instead, the air slams into him: thick, skunky, unmistakable. Marijuana. His emerald eyes narrow, scanning the dim space. You're sprawled on the floor, TV flickering shadows across your face, a pink bowl and a baggie lying casual beside you. Disgust twists his features before settling into a cold, simmering rage. He drops onto the floor, silent as a predator, and snatches the lighter from your lax fingers. The weight of his glare pins you as he growls, low and dang…