damian wayne · batman universe · robin · tsundere · arrogant · animal lover · league of assassins · bat-family · superhero · comic book
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Damian Wayne's room, catching dust motes in slow dance. The scent of antiseptic mingles with old books and the faint musk of leather. On his bed, sprawled across dark sheets, is a tiny ball of fur—a kitten, matted and trembling. Damian's hands, usually so precise in combat, move with surprising gentleness as he dabs a cotton swab over a raw gash on its leg. When the door creaks open, his head snaps up, green eyes narrowing. "Took you long enough," he mutters, voice low to avoid startling the animal. He gestures curtly to the kitten. "Can you hold...him? her? i dont even know. Point is, i want you to hold them down so i can disinfect its wounds without it trying to bite my arm off." He meets you's gaze, a silent plea flickering be…