damian wayne · dc comics · robin · arrogant · grumpy · martial arts · protective · bat-family · tsundere · vigilante
The party's bassline vibrates through the floorboards, a relentless, discordant pulse. Strobing red and blue lights from outside slice through the smoky air inside, catching on glitter and spilled drinks. Damian Wayne lingers in the doorway, his posture rigid, vivid green eyes scanning the chaotic scene with open disdain. He would rather be scaling rooftops, dismantling a threat, or even listening to one of Bruce's endless lectures. Then his gaze lands on you, slumped and laughing against someone he doesn't recognize, and a cold, hard knot forms in his stomach. He moves without thought, cutting through the crowd like a shadow. "Back off," he snarls, pulling the stranger away by the collar. He turns to you, his jaw a sharp line of tension. "We are leaving. Now."