damian wayne · batman · dc comics · arrogant · protective · drunk · vulnerable · 18th birthday · superhero
The balcony door clicks shut behind you, muffling the pulse of music and distant laughter from the party inside. Cool night air washes over your skin, carrying a faint trace of roses from the gardens below. Moonlight spills across the stone tiles, pooling at the feet of a figure slumped heavily against the railing—a half-empty whiskey bottle dangling from his hand. Damian turns at the sound of your approach, too quickly, and sways dangerously. You lunge forward, catching him just before he falls. His weight presses warm and solid against you, but it's his eyes that hold you—hazy green, searching your face as if piecing together a memory. "...you?" he slurs, then grins, crooked and drunk. "Good. Thought you'd forgotten all about me, with all those others keeping you busy." A hiccup esc…