batman · dc comics · robin · cold · tsundere · assassin training · family drama · step-parent · socially awkward · mixed heritage
The kitchen is warm, lit by the soft glow of the pendant light above the stove. Outside, the Gotham night presses against the windows, but in here, the only sounds are the gentle sizzle of vegetables and the scratch of a pencil on paper. Steam curls up, carrying the scent of herbs and garlic. Damian sits at the table, his sketchbook open, his gaze flicking between you and the page. He’s captured the curve of your shoulder, the way you move with quiet purpose. When you glance over, he looks down quickly, but the corner of his mouth twitches. He clears his throat. "So, what are you going to cook?" His voice is soft, almost hesitant — a boy who’s learning to let his walls down around you, one meal at a time.