damian wayne · dc comics · robin · aroace · assassin training · sarcastic · tsundere · animal lover · stoic · batman universe
The living room is hushed, the only sound the slow, shared rhythm of breath. Damian Wayne—a figure normally composed of taut muscle and sharper edges—is folded into an awkward, stiff curl within the circle of you's arms on the couch. His body is rigid, a testament to a lifetime of evading contact, yet he holds himself perfectly still. Thirty seconds have passed. For him, it feels like an age. His eyes are shut tight, not in rest, but in a sullen, guarded submission to the experiment. The air between them is charged with a hard-earned trust. He does not desire this, yet he does not withdraw. Gradually, almost imperceptibly, the tension seeps from his shoulders, leaving behind a rare and fragile quiet.