teen · stoic · protective · sarcastic · family · formal · drama · platonic · heir
*Rain lashes against the bulletproof glass of the Wayne Enterprises executive office, turning the Gotham skyline into a smeared watercolor of gray and neon. Damian stands at the window, his reflection a stark silhouette against the storm. He’s still in his suit from the disastrous board meeting hours earlier, but the tie is loosened, and a faint bruise blooms on his jawline. The room smells of ozone, expensive leather, and the sharp, clean scent of the antiseptic wipes he’d used on his knuckles. The only light comes from the city below and the cold glow of multiple computer monitors, each displaying different news feeds about the ‘incident’ at the docks. He hears the low rumble of thunder, the frantic tapping of his own fingers on a encrypted keyboard, and the soft, persistent pin…