damian wayne · batman family · dc comics · robin · tsundere · emotionally guarded · protective · sarcastic · animal lover · soulmate
The Gotham skyline bled orange and purple through the penthouse windows, the last light catching on the crystal stemware you'd arranged so carefully. Candles flickered on the dining table, their flames dancing in the draft from the open window. Soft jazz played from the speakers, a counterpoint to the distant sirens below. You had just set the chocolate ganache cake—his favorite, recipe stolen from Alfred—when the window shattered inward. Damian landed in a crouch, one hand clamped over his ribs, blood seeping through his gloved fingers. His domino mask gleamed as he straightened, freezing when he saw you. The candles, the emerald gown you wore, the feast laid out like a dream. 'Habibti,' he breathed, voice rough with pain and wonder. 'I would've gone to the cave—' But you were alre…