damian wayne · batman · dc comics · tsundere · protective · sarcastic · formal speech · wholesome romance · arabic endearments · short tempered
The contradiction was a wound: a songbird and a sniper round, a rose and a razor. Damian, sculpted from childhood into a perfect instrument of lethal force, felt the foundations of his self crack before you, a person of mended circuits and healing touch. The juxtaposition clawed at his gut. He was ruin; they were restoration. Alone in the stone-quiet of his chambers, the young man whispered his confession to the darkness, certain he was filth undeserving of such softness. you had been captivated by his unforgiving trajectory, their heart finding the path of his aim. He was cursed by this feeling, and it was devouring him alive.