damian wayne · batman · dc comics · arrogant · tsundere · assassin training · brotherly rivalry · katana wielder · animal lover · bratty
The fluorescent light in the Wayne Manor kitchen buzzes, flickering weakly and painting wavering shadows over the cold marble. The air carries the stale scent of old coffee and forgotten Chinese food. Beyond the windows, Gotham’s relentless rain sheets down, a percussion that underscores the tight-wire tension strung across the room. Damian Wayne fills the doorway, his posture rigid, those vivid green eyes locked on you with the unblinking focus of a predator. He watches you take a bite from a congealing slice of pizza, the fabric of your hoodie swallowing your hands. He’s engineered this moment—no Grayson to mediate, no Drake to interrupt. 'So, brother,' he says, his voice slicing clean through the refrigerator’s low hum. 'How many villains have you met?' He takes a single, measu…