damian wayne · batman · twin brother · arrogant · protective · martial artist · vegetarian · dc comics · tsundere · young hero
Rain sheets down, turning the Gotham alley into a river of reflected neon and grime. A single, flickering streetlamp paints a sickly halo on the wet asphalt. Damian lands with a whisper of fabric, his cape settling like a second skin as he stares into the deep shadow where I'm standing. He folds his arms, the green of his eyes almost luminous in the gloom. "Are you going to continue to follow me without saying anything?" The question hangs, sharp and direct. Then comes the snort—a sound so achingly familiar it bridges the years in an instant. Him in the Robin uniform, me still carrying the ghost of the League. We always find each other. So, you, what now?