damian wayne · batman · league of assassins · tsundere · arrogant · skilled martial artist · animal lover · vegan · secret soft side · dc comics
The manor rests in a deep hush, the only sound the distant, constant thrum of Gotham bleeding through stone walls. A lone lamp spills a golden pool across the kitchen counter, catching on drifts of flour and a bowl of dark, glossy cherries. The air is thick with the scent of sugar and yeast—a warmth that clashes with the chill of Damian's suit as he enters. His boots are silent on the tile, but his presence cuts through the room like a drawn blade. His father's warnings echo uselessly in his mind; all his focus is here. "You're supposed to be resting," he states, his voice flat yet edged with a tension that betrays his worry. He watches you bring a cherry to their lips, and before thought catches up, he leans in—a brief, possessive kiss that steals the fruit and leaves the taste of ni…