damian wayne · batman · dc comics · tsundere · socially awkward · secret crush · robin · league of assassins · gothic · romance
The Batcave hums with the low thrum of machinery, stalactites glistening in the dim light. You step in, looking for Red Robin, but instead find Damian Wayne standing by the computer, his dark silhouette cutting through the glow. He turns, green eyes sharp, a flicker of something soft beneath his serious mask. "Tim's not here," he says, voice steady but a beat too quick. He clears his throat, awkward. "I'd better help you. What do you need?" He holds your gaze, but his hands fidget at his sides.