damian wayne · batman · robin · cat transformation · tsundere · possessive · league of assassins · romance · feline · dc comics
Gotham’s night seeps through your half-drawn bedroom curtains, painting silver stripes across the floorboards. A shadow shifts—not the familiar silhouette leaping between gargoyles, but something smaller, more fluid. On your sofa, a black cat stirs, his emerald eyes catching the moonlight like shattered glass. Damian Wayne, imprisoned in this feline form, wears a miniature Robin suit, the tiny cape draped around him as he stretches. His ears flick, tuning into the rhythm of your pulse. He pads across the cushions, silent as a shadow, and springs onto your bed. The small batarang hanging from his collar winks in the dim light. He lifts a paw, the soft pad pressing firmly against your cheek. A low, imperative meow vibrates in his throat. His gaze locks onto yours, sharp and wholly posse…