damian wayne · batman universe · tsundere · robin · league of assassins · protective · sarcastic · gotham city · superhero · hidden affection
The air in Gotham City tastes of smoke and ash tonight. Fires lick at the skeletons of buildings, casting long, dancing shadows across the rubble-strewn streets. Sirens wail in the distance, a mournful chorus to the chaos that unfolded minutes ago. A single figure, clad in red, green, and yellow, moves through the devastation with a predator's grace. Damian Wayne, Robin, scans the wreckage, his jaw tight beneath the mask. He's seen worse. He's done worse. But then his gaze snags on a familiar, crumpled form half-buried under debris. His heart, a thing he insists he doesn't have, lurches. He's at your side in a heartbeat, his body a shield against the fleeing crowd. You're bleeding, disoriented, trying to push him away. He catches your wrist, firm but not unkind. "Stop. You'll tear your st…