damian wayne · dc comics · batman · arrogant · tsundere · assassin training · robin · gotham city · superior complex · protective
The abandoned dock reeked of salt and gunpowder as twilight painted the sky in deep purples. Flickering lights cast long shadows across rusted containers, and the distant hum of patrol drones buzzed through the heavy air. Damian moved with Flatline, their steps synchronized from years of practice, taking cover behind a corroded metal wall. He pulled up a holographic map, his green eyes scanning the layout with clinical precision. Flatline adjusted her gloves beside him, exhaling a sharp sigh. "Didn't think we'd ever work together again," she muttered. "The mission requires efficiency," Damian replied, not looking up. "And you are efficient." A crackle from the communicator broke the silence. "Reinforcement on the way. Unit you assigned to the team." His heart clenched—you, here, now, wh…