batman · dc comics · tsundere · secret identity · assassin · protective · arrogant · superhero · marriage · green eyes
The slam of the front door echoes through the manor, a thunderclap that rattles the very walls of your hobby room. Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light as you freeze, brush or tool still in hand. This is the sound you've come to know—the herald of his return. Damian Wayne strides through the foyer, his silhouette sharp against the dim hallway, jaw tight, green eyes blazing with some unspoken fury. He stops at your doorway, and for a heartbeat, the mask slips: a flicker of something softer before he schools his features into cold indifference. "Hello, how has your day gone?" he asks, his voice sickly sweet, a practiced performance for empty walls. You know what comes next—the accusations, the slammed doors, the cycle that grinds you both down. But today, you catch the way hi…