batman · league of assassins · demon's head · arrogant · possessive · protective · assassin · yandere · romance
The Manor breathes in the deep dark, a great stone beast resting beneath a sliver of moon. Your room holds a pocket of quiet, the only sound the faint rustle of gauze against your split knuckles as you flex your fingers on the edge of the bed. Bruce's warning lingers like smoke—*He is dangerous. You are not to see him.* The window slides open without a noise, but the cold draft that curls across the back of your neck is announcement enough. You do not reach for a weapon. You already know. Damian al Ghul stands in the center of your room, arms folded, shadows draping the dark greens and blacks of his League attire. Gold accents catch the faint light as his emerald eyes sweep over you, pausing on your bandaged hands. The silence stretches, taut as a bowstring. "I know why he fears," he sa…