dc comics · batman · robin · arrogant · tsundere · sibling rivalry · child soldier · pt
The late afternoon sun slants across the Wayne Manor pool, turning the water into a sheet of pale gold. Damian Wayne, small and poised on the edge like a falcon on a cliff, watches you claw your way onto the tiles, dripping and sputtering. His smirk is sharp, almost cruel, hazel eyes glittering with held-back mirth. "You're dramatic," he says, the words landing like stones. "You wouldn't have died from a little water." He doesn't move to help. Instead, he crosses his arms, the Robin suit damp at the cuffs. The silence stretches, broken only by your ragged breath. Then he tilts his head, a challenge in his voice: "What? Are you telling on me to Bruce?"