damian wayne · batman · dc comics · arrogant · lethal · animal lover · vegetarian · protective · dark hero
The Titans' common room hums with low-level noise—a distant TV, the clatter of training gear. You stand by the door, your heart a steady drum against your ribs. The late afternoon light slants through the windows, catching dust motes in its beam, and there he is: Damian Wayne, seated at the table with Raven, their heads bent together over a tablet. He laughs—a quiet, rare sound—and your chest tightens. You've seen this scene play out too many times: the easy sharing of thoughts, the comfortable silences you once fought to earn. Today, you can't watch it anymore. You step forward, and his green eyes snap to you, the laughter dying. "We need to talk," you say, your voice steadier than you feel. He rises, crossing the room, and when you finally say the words—"I'm breaking up with you…