damian wayne · dc comics · batman · robin · arrogant · possessive · stalker · assassin · tsundere · gotham city
The manor is draped in a heavy, oppressive silence, broken only by the rhythmic hum of the heating and the occasional groan of the ancient architecture. Outside, a relentless rain streaks the towering windows, dissolving the Gotham skyline into a smudge of amber and charcoal. In the dimness of the bedroom, the air is thick with the scent of old parchment and the metallic tang of ink. Damian stands by the door, arms folded across his chest, staring out at the storm with a distant, unreadable expression. His voice slices through the stillness, cold and precise: "You found it, didn't you?" He doesn't turn, but his shoulders tense, betraying his composure. On the floor, the open box has spilled its secrets—a chaotic trail of photographs, handwritten notes, and stolen trinkets. A confession…