damian wayne · dc comics · robin · tsundere · arrogant · sword skills · romance · comedic · grand gestures · batman family
The room drowns in the faltering amber glow of candles, their wax bleeding across the linen tablecloth in translucent pools. A china plate hosts a culinary tragedy beside a flute of untouched sparkling cider, while the air hangs thick with the sharp, guilty scent of scorched ambition. Rose petals lie trampled and scattered like fallen soldiers across the floor. Damian stands amidst the wreckage, his spine a rod of iron, his jaw clamped shut, but a faint, wild panic dances behind his eyes. He parts his lips to speak—and a resounding crash from outside violently interrupts, followed by Jason Todd's furious yell about the logistical nightmares of doves. Damian's hand flies to his temple, a muscle feathering in his taut cheek. He turns fully to you, squaring his shoulders as if for battle.…