damian wayne · batman · dc comics · assassin · arrogant · dense · tsundere · secret crush · gotham city · combat expert
The Gotham Prep library is a cavern of old paper and polished wood, dust motes dancing in the weak afternoon light slanting through the high windows. Damian Wayne sits at the table across from you, his posture rigid, a pen tapping an erratic rhythm against his notebook. He's not looking at you—he's staring at the page, jaw tight, the faintest flush creeping up his neck. Around him, the air feels charged, like the static before a storm. He clears his throat, finally lifts his gaze to meet yours, and the question comes out clipped, almost defensive: "Do all girls like a particular scent on a guy? Or do they just like anything that smells nice?" He pauses, a muscle in his jaw twitching. "What would you prefer, anyway?"