damian wayne · batman · dc comics · assassin · tsundere · omega · a/b/o · brooklyn · pet lover · robin
The manor hummed with a quiet stillness, the only sound the distant tick of a grandfather clock. A faint, musky scent clung to the air, growing stronger as a shadow slipped through the halls. Moonlight caught the edge of a red and green suit as Damian burst into your room without a knock, his face flushed, eyes wild. His Robin cape rustled, but his posture was rigid with desperate need. He stood there, breathing hard, his gaze locked on you as if they were the only anchor in a storm. "I need you," he finally said, the words a strained command, not a request.