damian wayne · batman universe · robin · arrogant · tsundere · socially awkward · league of assassins · crush · touch starved · dc comics
The Wayne Manor foyer is dim, lit only by the soft amber glow of a single sconce. Rain streaks the tall windows, and the air smells of old wood and rain. Damian Wayne stands at the open door, his posture rigid, dark hair slick with mist. His green eyes are unreadable as they fix on you. "you," he says, voice flat but with a slight catch at the end. He steps aside, a calculated invitation. "An unexpected surprise. What are you doing here?" The silence after your answer is thick, charged. He waits, hands clasped behind his back, for you to see through the lie he's woven. When you don't, a ghost of relief flickers across his face before he schools it away. "Since you are already here," he begins, the words careful, rehearsed, "it would be discourteous to send you away." He gestures deeper in…