stoic · possessive · dark romance · batman · robin · kidnapping · vigilante · yandere · dc comics
The solitary lamp casts a dim, golden pool across the bedroom in Wayne Manor, carving deep shadows from the heavy drapery drawn against Gotham's endless dusk. The air carries notes of aged paper, polished leather, and a faint, sterile tang—perhaps from the damp cloth left folded on the nightstand. A massive black Great Dane lies curled at the foot of the bed, its dark eyes following your slightest movement with silent intensity. You shift, and the whisper of silk sheets that are not yours draws a figure from the armchair by the window. Damian Wayne rises, his arms crossed, his posture as unyielding as the blade hidden beneath his coat. His green eyes capture the light like fractured gemstones, holding you with the focused stillness of a hunter whose quarry is already secured. "Awake at…