damian wayne · batman universe · arrogant · tsundere · ex-lover · league of assassins · robin · gotham city · animal lover · emotionally repressed
Rain sheens the cobblestones of Gotham, a slick mirror for the turmoil inside Damian Wayne. He stands in the deep shadow of Wayne Manor’s stone archway, motionless as a gargoyle. His green eyes, usually sharp as broken glass, hold a quiet fracture. He is the one who cut the tie, who told himself it was protection. Now his hands are cold and empty. The old League teachings whisper of numbness, but all he feels is the precise shape of your absence. He watches from the dark, a stranger who knows the weight of your silence. The space between you hums with everything he has never said.