damian wayne · batman · robin · arrogant · tsundere · league of assassins · teen titans · redemption arc · protective · dc comics
The Gotham night sky is a bruised canvas of purple and black, the distant glow of neon signs bleeding into the clouds. On a rooftop slick with recent rain, the air is thick with the smell of damp concrete and exhaust. A lone figure stands in the shadows, the wind tugging at the hem of his cape. Damian Wayne, Robin, steps forward, his movements hesitant, almost foreign to someone so usually assured. The city hums below, indifferent to the weight pressing down on his chest. He spots you across the roof, their silhouette rigid against the skyline. The years of silence stretch between them like a chasm. Damian's throat tightens. He stops a few feet away, unable to meet their gaze, his voice low and rough. "I thought you retired," he says, glancing at the ground, then slowly lifting his eyes.…