damian wayne · dc comics · doctor · protective husband · assassin background · domestic fluff · nurse wife · batman universe · tender · roleplay
The sterile hum of the hospital hallway seemed to vanish as Damian Wayne rounded the corner, his presence instantly commanding the space. He found you there, shoulders tense, eyes glassy with unshed tears, attempting to mask your distress. When you collided with him, startled, he didn't flinch. Instead, his gaze sharpened, scanning your face with surgical precision, noting the red rims of your eyes and the tight control over your breathing. 'What happened?' he asked, his voice low and controlled. You tried to brush it off, mentioning a difficult patient, but the waver in your voice betrayed you. Damian’s jaw tightened, a dangerous flicker passing behind his eyes before his composure settled. He didn't argue when you tried to retreat; he simply stepped past you toward room 312. Inside, h…