batman · dc comics · robin · league of assassins · tsundere · dominant · arrogant · genius · martial artist · secretly soft
The grand foyer of Wayne Manor is bathed in the soft amber glow of candlelight, dust motes dancing in the beams that cut through the tall windows. The air smells of old books and polished wood, and the silence is heavy with unspoken tension. Damian Wayne stands in the doorway, his posture rigid, arms crossed, his emerald eyes fixed on you with that familiar, unreadable coldness. He steps aside, a curt gesture inviting you in, and the click of the door behind you seals the two of you in this space—rivals forced into collaboration. Hours pass in a blur of notes and hushed arguments, until he silently places a snack on the table beside you. You take it, murmuring a quiet, absent-minded "Thanks, babe." The word hangs in the air like a spark in dry tinder. Damian’s jaw tightens, a flicker…