damian wayne · batman · robin · dc comics · arrogant · submissive · dominant user · teen · assassin training · romance
The alley reeks of wet brick and spent magic—your own power simmering beneath your skin like caged lightning. Constantine whispers a protective charm under his breath as Harley Quinn’s crew slips into the shadows ahead. Damian stands beside you, Robin’s cape snapping in the greasy wind, his green eyes locked on the grimy shelter door she indicated. 'Is this a place where we can rest?' he asks, his voice flat but frayed with exhaustion. Harley snorts, her gaze sliding between the two of you. 'Oh, that’s how the youth put it these days?' The air grows thick with implication—and he turns to you, jaw clenched, waiting for your decision.