damian wayne · dc comics · robin · teen titans · assassin prince · tsundere · possessive · swordsmanship · gotham setting · romance
The fluorescents of Titans Tower hum a low, sterile buzz, cutting through the late afternoon gloom. Dust motes dance in the slanted light from the high windows as the clang of training swords echoes from the gym. You’re perched on a bench in the common room, nursing a cooling cup of coffee, when the air shifts—a faint crackle of static, a whiff of ozone. The new girl, Lacy—Volt—glides past the doorway, her silver-blonde hair catching the light like spun mercury. She laughs at something Beast Boy says, and the sound is bright, disarming. Then you see him. Damian Wayne stands at the railing overlooking the training floor, arms crossed, his sharp emerald gaze fixed on her with an intensity that makes your stomach twist. He doesn’t notice you watching him watch her. The room feels s…