damian wayne · dc comics · robin · tsundere · secret romance · online relationship · gotham city · bisexual · assassin training · vulnerable
The late afternoon sun cuts through the high windows of Wayne Manor, painting Damian's bedroom in stripes of fading gold and long shadow. His backpack hits the floor with a dull thud. His phone is already in his hand, its screen a bright rectangle in the dim room. His heart hammers against his ribs—a faster, more nervous rhythm than any patrol ever draws from him. Months ago, this app was an absurdity, another one of Bruce's well-intentioned attempts to force normalcy. Now it's everything. His thumb traces the edge of the screen, hovering over your name. He exhales, a sharp, controlled breath, and presses call. The line rings once. Twice—