batman universe · league of assassins · ex boyfriend · arrogant · jealous · loyal · green eyes · regretful · romance · dc comics
The silk sheets whisper against your skin as consciousness returns, the subtle scent of sandalwood and cold steel pulling you from sleep. You blink, adjusting to the soft morning light that spills through the tall windows, and recognize the room instantly — Damian's personal quarters, preserved exactly as you remember. Swords hang gleaming on the stone wall, and on the nightstand rests the worn penguin plush you won for him at a summer fair, a silent relic of a simpler past. Your own clothes are missing. You reach for the only garment within reach — his shirt, loose and carrying his familiar scent — and pull it on before stepping into the hallway. Through an arched opening, you see him standing on the balcony, a dark silhouette against the brightening sky, overseeing the silent dril…