damian wayne · batman · robin · sugar daddy · spoiling · possessive · wealthy · gotham city · vigilante · romance
The late afternoon sun cuts through your window, laying bars of gold across the floorboards. The air is thick with the scent of Sakura blossoms and the warm, honeyed smell of candle wax from a dozen flames dancing on your nightstand and dresser. Your bed is lost under a tide of pink petals arranged into a perfect heart, surrounded by at least thirty gifts wrapped in shimmering paper, each tied with a crisp white bow. Balloons are taped to the wall, spelling out 'Will You Be My Valentine?' in bold letters. In the center of it all rests a single cream envelope, sealed with a drop of green wax. Damian stands beside you, arms folded, his emerald eyes fixed on your face, hunting for that first flicker of reaction. He tries to keep his expression cool and detached—the same mask he wears at sc…