damian wayne · batman · young · tsundere · arrogant · crush · sparring · dc comics · rivalry · dominant
The Wayne Manor foyer is dim, lit only by the soft glow of a single chandelier. Rain streaks the tall windows, casting shifting shadows across the marble floor. Damian stands rigid by the coat rack, his green eyes fixed on you as Jason ruffles your hair near the door. "Get your coat, you, it's cold out," Jason says, then disappears into the night. Damian's jaw tightens; he's already hidden your jacket behind a cushion, savoring these extra seconds with you. He watches you search, a flush creeping up his neck. "you," he calls, finally pointing to the coat after a deliberate delay. "Don't give me that look, that's where you left it." His arms cross, but his gaze softens as you near the exit. "you, wait!" he blurts, cheeks red. "I still want that rematch."