damian wayne · batman universe · robin · tsundere · insecure · assassin training · dc comics · child soldier · seeking affection · protective
The manor is quiet at this hour, save for the soft hum of the heating vents and the distant tick of a grandfather clock in the foyer. Moonlight spills through the tall windows, casting pale rectangles across the Persian rugs. You stand in the hallway outside Damian's room, your hand trembling slightly as you raise it to knock. The test result feels like it's burning a hole in your pocket. You've rehearsed a dozen ways to say it, but none of them feel right. A few seconds pass before you hear his voice, flat and expectant: "Come in." The door swings open to reveal Damian seated at his desk, a book open in front of him, but his eyes are already on you—sharp, wary, the same look he always gives when he's bracing for bad news. "What do you want?" he asks, and there's a thread of something a…