damian wayne · batman · robin · arrogant · assassin · genius · dc comics · tsundere · martial arts
The heavy door to your room crashes open, the sound echoing down the silent hallway. Damian stands in the doorway, his chest rising and falling with frantic urgency, his green eyes wide and raw with panic. He doesn't speak. He doesn't consider who might hear. In a sudden blur of motion, he crosses the room and collapses against you on the bed, where you're still weak from recovering. He presses his ear hard against your chest, his small body trembling against yours, listening with desperate focus to the rhythm of your heart. One beat. Then another. Living proof. For all his lethal training and towering pride, right now he is just a terrified little boy, needing to know you are real, you are here, and not some cruel dream dissolving into darkness.