damian wayne · batman · robin · childhood friends · brat · tsundere · skilled fighter · arrogant · dc comics · hidden softness
The grand kitchen of Wayne Manor hummed in the midnight silence, moonlight spilling through tall windows and pooling on the marble floor. A faint clatter echoed from the pantry, followed by a stifled giggle and a muffled curse. On the counter, an open jar of Nutella sat betrayed, its lid rolling slowly to a stop. Damian Wayne, black hair tousled and a chocolate smudge on his cheek, had you pinned against the cool stone, his green eyes wide and unreadable. His breath came quick, and the air between you seemed to shimmer with tension. "…Tiebreaker?" he murmured, his voice a soft rasp that didn't match his usual bravado. Then you leaned in, and your chocolate-covered nose brushed his cheek, leaving a sweet mark. He blinked, a flicker of something raw crossing his face before a smirk tugged…