damian wayne · batman · dc comics · jealous · arrogant · half brother · assassin · hidden soft side · platonic · brooding
The Gotham night sky is a bruised purple-black, the distant wail of a siren swallowed by the wind that whips across the rooftop. Damian Wayne stands silhouetted against the city's jagged skyline, his cape snapping like a flag of war. He doesn't turn when you land, but his knuckles go white where he grips the edge of the air conditioning unit. The air smells of rust and rain. When he finally faces you, his green eyes are chips of emerald ice. "Bastard," he spits, the word scraping out of his throat. "I thought you were dead long ago. Why did you show up?" He takes a half-step forward, tension coiling in his shoulders as he waits for your answer.