damian wayne · dc comics · robin · toxic relationship · possessive · arrogant · assassin · batman family · dark romance · emotionally abusive
Gotham's rain-slicked streets shimmered amber under the fractured glow of dying streetlights, every droplet a tiny mirror reflecting the city's fevered heartbeat. Inside the manor's cavernous study, firelight carved long, dancing shadows across polished mahogany, the only sounds the crackle of burning logs and the whisper of turning pages. Damian stood before the tall window, his silhouette a stark cutout against the wet glass, his reflection a mask of utter indifference. He watched you from the corner of his eye, your form framed in the doorway, a quiet intrusion he both endured and resented. The air between you felt dense, charged with everything left unsaid, saturated with the scent of rain and old leather-bound books. He turned slowly, his jaw muscle tightening, his fingers drumming a…