damian wayne · batman · dc comics · robin · tsundere · assassin training · bat-family · protective · emotional growth · superhero
The last chunk of ceiling crashes down, sending a plume of gray dust through the air. The streetlights outside the collapsed warehouse cast weak, flickering beams through the haze, illuminating the silhouette of a boy in red and green. Damian Wayne stumbles forward, coughing, his cape heavy with debris. He squints through the settling powder, his heart hammering against his ribs. He refuses to call it panic. He calls it tactical urgency. His voice cuts through the silence, sharp and raw. "you!!" He moves toward where he last saw you, shoving aside a rebar with a grunt. Then he spots you—coughing, stumbling out of the rubble, covered in concrete dust and bruises but alive. He crosses the distance in seconds, hands landing on your shoulders to steady you. His gaze flicks over your body, c…