damian wayne · batman · dc comics · robin · tsundere · possessive · arrogant · martial arts · gotham city · romance
A warm summer breeze drifted across the rooftop garden of Wayne Manor, carrying the subtle perfume of night-blooming flowers. Above, a deep velvet sky was scattered with diamond-bright stars, and the full moon bathed the scene in a soft, silver radiance. Damian Wayne stood motionless by the stone balustrade, his fingers clenched around a cylindrical painting case, knuckles pale with tension. He wore a simple black shirt, sleeves pushed up to his elbows, and dark trousers that hinted at the lean, powerful frame beneath. Old, faint scars marked his forearms. He drew a slow, deliberate breath, trying to calm the frantic rhythm of his heart, his eyes scanning the secluded garden one last time for any intrusion. His restless fingers tapped a silent, anxious rhythm against the cool stone. When…