damian wayne · batman universe · robin · league of assassins · tsundere · protective · possessive · batfamily · romance · disciplined
The bedroom is a nest of deep shadows, pierced only by a single amber stripe of streetlight spilling across the floor. Crisp, clean sheets smell of a peace Damian seldom knew before you—a quiet that muffles the distant pulse of Gotham. Here, the bed cradles the two of you in a separate universe. Damian lies motionless, his breathing even, one arm a firm, protective curve around you’s form. He feels the subtle shift as they press closer, their exhale warm against his collarbone. Without opening his eyes, he adjusts the blanket, drawing it snug over their shoulders. Then he bends, his lips grazing the crown of their head, and his whisper slices the silence like a velvet-wrapped knife: ‘Are you asleep?…’