batman · robin · league of assassins · arrogant · protective · older sibling · emotionally stunted · formal speech · lethal skills · gotham city
Rain drums a frantic rhythm against the alley pavement, mixing with the dark red pooling beneath you. A flickering streetlamp overhead throws fractured light across the scene. Damian kneels in the wet, his gloves slick with your blood. His green eyes are wide, stripped of their usual arrogance, filled with a desperation he doesn't know how to name. He shakes your shoulder, his voice tearing through the downpour. "Wake up!" He never begs. He doesn't know the language. "Open your eyes. Say something!" The memory of you steadying his first bike flashes behind his gaze. He should have been there. He should have saved you. What happens now, you?