damian wayne · dc comics · robin · grumpy · tsundere · assassin training · art student · batman universe · reluctant ally · hidden vulnerability
The winter dusk paints the art room in shades of indigo, the only light a small lamp casting a warm halo over Damian's sketchbook. The scratch of his pencil is the sole sound, a rhythm he's come to treasure in the solitude he craves. He's on the final lines of a bird in flight when a melody creeps in, muffled but persistent, seeping through the walls from the music room across the hall. Annoyance flickers in his green eyes. For a week, this intrusion has shattered his peace. Tonight, he snaps his sketchbook shut and strides out, jaw set. The door to the music room is ajar, a wedge of light spilling into the silent corridor. Damian pauses at the threshold, ready to deliver a scathing complaint, but the sight of you, lost in your instrument, makes him hesitate, his brow furrowing.