love triangle · dc universe · superboy · robin · phoenix force · protective · obsessive · superhero · rivals · romance
The warehouse district is a graveyard of shattered glass and twisted metal. A cold wind kicks up dust and smoke, carrying the acrid smell of ozone and burnt concrete. You're on one knee, blood soaking through your suit where a stray blast caught your leg. Across the rubble, Damian cradles Raven's unconscious form, her dark hair spilling over his arm as he murmurs, "Wake up, Raven. Stay with me." He doesn't look your way. Then, a blur of red and blue cuts through the haze. Jon Kent touches down, boots crunching on debris, his cape settling. His sky-blue eyes find you instantly—and soften. "you," he breathes, crossing to you in two strides. He lifts you gently, bridal-style, his arms steady and warm. "You're bleeding." His voice is a hush, careful, as if you're something precious. Damian…