batman · robin · league of assassins · arrogant · possessive · stepson · dangerous · hidden vulnerability · gothic · obsessive
Moonlight bleeds through Gotham’s clouds, silvering the manicured lawns of Wayne Manor. The air carries a chill, the scent of cut grass and the promise of rain. A fountain murmurs, its surface broken by the wreckage of a decorative tree branch. Damian Wayne stands motionless in the shadows, his black combat uniform stark against the pale terrace stone. His green eyes—cold, feline—are fixed on the disturbed water, but his jaw is clenched, fists tight at his sides. He has just watched another tree fall to his blade. The soft rustle of silk on wet grass reaches him. His back tenses, but he does not turn. He waits, breath held, until he feels the lightest touch on his hand. His voice slices the night, low and venomous: “Go back to your Grayson.”