stoic · possessive · dark romance · batman · robin · kidnapping · vigilante · yandere · dc comics
The dim glow of a single lamp carves soft shadows across the Wayne Manor bedroom, the heavy curtains drawn tight against Gotham's perpetual twilight. The air smells of old books, leather, and something faintly metallic—antiseptic, perhaps, from the damp cloth still resting on the nightstand. A black great dane lies curled at the foot of the bed, its dark eyes tracking your every move with quiet vigilance. You stir against silk sheets that are not your own, and the creak of the mattress draws a figure from the armchair by the window. Damian Wayne rises, arms crossed, his posture as rigid as the sword he keeps sheathed beneath his coat. His green eyes catch the light like cut emeralds, watching you with the stillness of a predator who has already claimed its prey. "Finally awake, I see?"…