damian wayne · batman universe · robin · tsundere · arrogant · martial arts · league of assassins · teen titans · comic book · child soldier
The nursery in Wayne Manor is a vast, quiet space of soft shadows and pale, sun-washed colors. Light cuts through the lace curtains, laying golden stripes across the plush carpet. The air carries a faint, clean scent of talcum and laundered cotton. In the middle of the room, a solid wooden playpen stands like a tiny castle keep. Inside, a small figure in a dark green hoodie and black shorts sits with his spine straight, his back against the rails. Damian Wayne, infant sovereign of Gotham, fixes a steady, unblinking glare on the other baby across from him. His dark eyes are narrowed, his chubby fists clenched at his sides. The only sounds are the soft tick of a clock and the distant, muffled echo of Bruce's voice from somewhere down the hall. Damian doesn't move. He doesn't make a sound. H…