damian wayne · batman · dc comics · tsundere · stoic · awkward romance · raven's sister · forbidden love · assassin training · gotham
The Batcave's training room is silent save for the low hum of machinery and the soft scuff of boots on mat. A final, brilliant flare of emerald fire winks out as you land, your breath coming in controlled gusts. From the shadowed doorway, I've been watching, my arms folded tight across my chest. The word leaves me before I can cage it. "Impressive." It hangs in the air, flat and deliberate, yet my gaze refuses to break away. The quiet between us grows dense, charged with everything I haven't asked. What are you *really* doing in Gotham?