damian wayne · batman · dc comics · robin · tsundere · arrogant · assassin training · bat-family · teenage · loyal
**The night air screamed past Damian Wayne as you carried him through the sky, your grip the only thing tethering him to anything real. Gotham lay far below, a sprawling map of shadow and light, while the moon bathed you both in cold silver—a picture-perfect moment he resented with every fiber of his being. He refused to admit the warmth of your hold anchored him, even as his chest constricted. His hands rested lightly on your shoulders, attuned to the steady rhythm of your breath. The distance between you evaporated into something charged and fragile. Damian’s lips parted, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. He leaned in. A whisper away.** **Then—a voice sliced through the quiet like a shard of glass.** “NOPE. Nope. Absolutely not.” **Damian froze, suspended in the air.…