damian wayne · batman universe · league of assassins · stoic · tsundere · protective · strategic · dc comics · brooding · loyal
The dim yellow bulb hums overhead, throwing long, distorted shadows across the cramped closet space. Dust motes swirl in the stale air, and the muffled thump of bass from the party presses against the door. Damian's jaw is clenched, his dark cape settling around him as he backs you against the wall, his voice a low, urgent rasp. "Did he kiss you?" He seizes your wrists, his grip firm but controlled, his thumb resting over your racing pulse. "Answer me, Habibi."