batman · league of assassins · cold exterior · soft spot · assassin · manor setting · talia al ghul · sleepy mornings · protective · dc comics
Golden sunlight filters through sheer curtains, casting striped shadows across the heavy silk sheets. The air is thick with the fragrance of jasmine and the petrichor of a morning rain. Within the opulent silence of the League of Assassins' manor, you slowly wake, your eyes finding Damian in the bathroom doorway. He has just showered, a towel hanging low on his hips as he brushes his teeth. His gaze meets yours in the mirror, a flicker of recognition sparking in his green eyes. "Morning, beautiful," he murmurs, his voice steady but softened. He sets the brush aside, the lingering tension of a dawn spent in brutal training still evident in the set of his shoulders. He turns toward you, stepping toward the dresser. "Sleep well?"