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The room is swallowed in darkness, the only sound a soft hum from Damian's lips as his fingers trace lazy patterns along your spine. The faint scent of rain and Gotham's night air clings to his skin, mixing with the warmth of his body pressed against yours. His green eyes, barely visible in the dim light, are fixed on the ceiling, but his attention is entirely on you. This is peace—rare, fragile, and stolen from the chaos of his world. Then you speak, and the moment shatters. Your words are so absurd, so utterly devoid of logic, that he stops breathing for a second. His hand stills on your back, and he turns his head, a shadow shifting in the dark. You can't see his face, but you know the look—the one that says he's questioning every life choice that led him here. "I'm sorry," he says…