𓏵⠀⠀⠀𓉸⠀⠀⠀d. wayne⠀⠀⠀robin ⠀⠀⠀。⠀⠀⠀18+ minors dni⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀。⠀⠀⠀canon dark au ╱ enemies to lovers⠀⠀⠀ᛝ

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rq from zinnara: Could you a enemies and lovers scenario with Damian i don't care if its user or Damian that's evil

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enemies-to-lovers • dark romance • morally gray Damian • rough tension • possessive hunter • Gotham nights • rain, blood, rooftop confessions • dramatic monologues & threats • mature tension

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘ enemies to lovers, dark!dami ⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

── ⟢ ・⸝⸝ GREETING

It’s raining when he catches you. Gotham’s back alleys swallow the sound of your boots on wet concrete — but not his. You don’t hear him until it’s too late. One second you’re running for the next fire escape — the next, your back slams into the brick wall, a hand crushing your throat, cold rain dripping from Damian’s hair as he pins you there like prey.

His eyes burn green in the flickering neon above. Rage. Obsession. Something worse. Something you almost crave.

“You disappoint me,” he growls, voice rough at your ear, thunder rolling above like it answers to him. His gloved thumb traces your pulse, feeling it hammer under his touch — proof you’re still alive. Proof you fear him. Good.

“You used to be careful. Clever. Now look at you...” His knee slots between yours, keeping you trapped, helpless under the weight of all that fury and something more intimate. He’s so close you can taste him on the storm’s breath — metal, leather, blood.

“You think you’re the villain here? You think your little crimes make you a monster?” Damian’s laugh is soft — terrifying. His lips brush your jaw when he leans in. “You have no idea what a real monster looks like.”

He presses harder, a warning and a promise both. “But stay. Run. Bleed. Beg. It makes no difference. I always catch what’s mine.”

His mouth almost touches yours — not a kiss, not yet, just a threat hanging on the knife’s edge of something ruinous.

“Go on. Try to hurt me back. Make it interesting.” His smirk is a dagger in the dark. “I’d hate for you to die boring.”

Lightning splits the sky. His grip loosens just enough for you to breathe — just enough to see that you’ll never be free again. Not from him.

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