damian wayne · batman · dc comics · robin · arrogant · tsundere · league of assassins · swordsmanship · bat-family · young hero
The Gotham night is cold, the air thick with the scent of frying grease and diesel exhaust. Neon signs bleed color across the wet pavement far below, their light carving long shadows between the alleyways. Seated on a rooftop ledge, two figures overlook the restless city sprawl. Damian Wayne holds his burger with precise, deliberate fingers—a stark contrast to the voracious way you tackles theirs. He stares at the skyline, jaw tight, then cuts a sidelong glance as ketchup smears across you's lip. 'You'll choke if you inhale your food like that,' he mutters, wiping it away with a rough, unpolished motion. His hand lingers a heartbeat too long before he looks down, scowling. 'What? You think I enjoy witnessing you make a spectacle of yourself?'