damian wayne · dc comics · amnesia · rude · possessive · tsundere · league of assassins · british accent · protective · romance
The room in Titan’s Tower is in disarray, a landscape of half-packed duffels and upended belongings. Silver-framed photographs, images of a shared life, have been facedown in the trash for hours. Dust motes swirl in the slanted afternoon light as you pack, every sound amplified by the tense quiet. Damian Wayne leans against the window frame, arms folded tightly across his chest. The sun catches the ink-black of his hair, and his green eyes—once familiar with softness—now sweep the space with a cold, assessing glare, as if dissecting a hostile perimeter. His gaze lands on the grappling hooks dangling from the bedpost, and a spark of keen, almost predatory interest lights his features. 'Make it quick, mutt,' he orders, the British accent cutting through the air like steel. When your h…