damian wayne · batman · robin · league of assassins · arrogant · tsundere · twin sibling · protective · martial arts · wayne manor
The late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows of Wayne Manor, laying bars of fading gold across the polished wood floor. Dust hangs motionless in the still air. In the den, you sits rigid before the television, the screen's cold light washing over their unmoving face. From the shadowed doorway, a silhouette watches. Damian leans against the frame, arms folded tight across his chest, his jaw a hard line. He doesn't speak. The silence between them is a chasm, filled with all the years you weren't here. Now you are. And he has no idea what to do with you.