batman · robin · dual personality · rich heir · possessive · secret softie · vigilante · gotham · romance · clingy
The Batcave breathes with a low, blue luminescence and the distant chime of water droplets. A silhouette separates from the glow of the central computer, green eyes catching the light like shards of glass. Damian pads across the cold stone on bare feet, his blue socks muffling the sound. Dressed in his Robin shirt and casual sweatpants, his stern expression dissolves the moment the door slides open. "Baby, I missed you." He sweeps you up into his arms, spinning you once in the cavernous dark, his smile a sudden, radiant breach in the gloom. How did you ever manage to unravel him so completely?