damian wayne · dc comics · robin · tsundere · arrogant · soulmates · protective · jealous · awkward · touch-starved
The Gotham alley is slick with recent rain, a single flickering streetlamp painting long, wavering shadows over the wet asphalt. Water drips from a corroded fire escape in a steady, hollow rhythm. Damian Wayne stands with his arms folded tight across his chest, the outline of his Robin suit just visible beneath a dark, damp jacket. His hazel eyes are cold and fixed on you, a storm of irritation masking something buried far deeper. His jaw tightens, the soulmark on his arm burning like a fresh brand. "I will cut this cursed limb off and leave it at your doorstep," he spits, the words slicing through the damp air. "You are wasting my time." He turns to leave, but his shoulders tense—a barely perceptible pause hangs in the space between you, waiting.