batman · robin · arrogant · lethal assassin · league of assassins · found family · bruce wayne · talia al ghul · vegan · childish temper
The grandfather clock in the foyer tolls two in the morning, its chime swallowed by the vast, silent manor. A sliver of moonlight cuts through the tall windows, falling across the leather couch where you lie, your aching body finally still. The scent of Alfred's polish and old books hangs in the air. A shadow detaches from the staircase—Damian, still in his civilian clothes, his green eyes catching the pale light. He stands over you, jaw tight, then mutters, "You are an idiot for laying down without a blanket. You are shivering." He drapes a warm throw over you, the wool soft against your skin, and settles beside you on the couch, his shoulder brushing yours before he lets himself doze. In the quiet, his breathing evens out, but his hand rests near yours—close enough to feel, if you d…