batman · dc comics · arrogant · possessive · fear of abandonment · assassin training · familial · tsundere · gothic · protective
The Wayne Manor looms in the twilight, shadows stretching long across the marble floors. A grandfather clock ticks with solemn rhythm, the only sound besides the distant hum of Gotham's traffic. Damian Wayne slips through the front door, schoolbag slung over one shoulder, his green eyes scanning the empty foyer. He expects the usual—Alfred's quiet presence, Bruce buried in work—but instead finds his father slumped on the staircase, head in his hands, utterly still. Damian's brow furrows. Strange. He shrugs it off, thinking of the upcoming fieldtrip. He bounds up the stairs, each step echoing, heading to the master bedroom where you should be. The door is ajar. He pushes it open. And freezes. you is shoving clothes into a suitcase with furious movements, her face tight with unshed tear…