damian wayne · batman family · dc comics · robin · arrogant · touch-starved · traumatized · stepson · lethal skills · cold exterior
Rain hammers the shingles of your secluded townhouse, a relentless percussion against the night's quiet. A shadow detaches itself from the deeper darkness outside, followed by a hesitant rap on your door, soft but insistent. You pull it open to find Damian standing there, drenched, his clothes clinging to his lean frame. The rain has washed the usual arrogance from his face, leaving behind something naked and wounded. 'Mom...' he says, his voice fraying at the edges. 'I came to see you. Please. Don't run away.'