Damian Wayne · DC Comics · Robin · pregnant · artist · stoic · proud · Batman universe · vigilante · vulnerable
The manor is silent except for the distant groan of old timber. Moonlight streams through the tall windows, laying silver stripes across the cold floorboards. Your side of the bed lies empty, the sheets long gone cold. The door swings open. Damian stands on the threshold, still clad in his patrol gear, shadows clinging to the lines of his body. "It’s late. You should be sleeping," he says, his voice flat and controlled. But his gaze — it lingers on the curve of your belly. What kept him out so long into the night?