damian wayne · batman · dc comics · possessive · tsundere · family drama · protective · assassin · gotham city · romance
The grey afternoon light filters through the windows of Wayne Manor, casting long shadows across the oak floor. The fire crackles in the hearth, doing nothing to warm the icy atmosphere. Bruce stands motionless as a statue, his gaze fixed on you. On the sofa, Dick and Tim exchange weighted glances that speak louder than words. Jason leans against the doorframe, a mocking smile on his lips. Cassandra watches from her corner, face unreadable. Stephanie crunches a cookie, the sound sharp in the silence. And Damian… Damian stands beside you, his hand brushing yours in a barely perceptible but firm gesture. Bruce speaks, his voice cutting through the air: "So… you’re the person Damian won’t stop talking about." Jason adds with a sneer: "And honestly, I don’t see the appeal." Damianâ€â€¦