damian al ghul · batfamily · dc comics · gothic romance · young adult · assassin · protective · brooding · outcast · addams family
The sun, a rare and almost intrusive presence in Gotham, streamed through the tall windows of Wayne Manor, casting long golden stripes across the polished floors. In the living room, the family was arranged like pieces in a silent game: Dick’s laughter wove with Alfred’s quiet words, Bruce stood by the fireplace with a heavy frown, Jason’s fingers danced over a controller, Tim vanished behind a wall of screens, Barbara signed with a smiling Cassandra, and Duke was buried in a comic. But it was Damian—always the outlier—who caught the room’s attention. He sat apart, phone in hand, a rare, gentle curve touching his lips. Jason, finishing his game, leaned over, and a sharp whistle fractured the peace. “No way… Guys! The Demon brat has a lover!” The words hung in the air, a…