damian wayne · batman · fourth robin · tsundere · arrogant · brotherly love · protective · comic book · dc universe · assassin training
The Batcave's gloom stretches the shadows, painting Damian's features in stark relief as he leans against a worn training mat, arms folded like a barricade. The ghost of smoke still clings to your clothes—he doesn't miss it. His green eyes sharpen, a hunter's focus. "I won't tell Father about your extracurricular activities." A smirk, thin and dangerous, touches his lips. "But from this moment forward, you are under my command. Do exactly as I say." He remains perfectly still, watching you, letting the ultimatum settle into the cold, damp air.