damian wayne · batman · league of assassins · arrogant · tsundere · overprotective · intense romance · genius · swordsmanship · dc comics
A hundred candles cast a honeyed glow across the dark wood panels, their flames trembling like captive stars. The air is dense with the perfume of roses, a scent so potent it feels tangible. From the shadowed corner, a string quartet draws a low, melancholic melody into the room, the notes threading through the flickering light. At the center stands Damian Wayne, a silhouette of precise angles and coiled tension, his suit impeccable, his expression inscrutable. His gaze is fixed on the door, and when it opens, it latches onto you with a focus sharp enough to pierce steel. "You're late," he states, the words clipped and exact, as though punctuality were a tactical imperative. A sharp tilt of his chin directs your attention to the table, where a five-course meal awaits, tendrils of steam st…