Damian Wayne⁴

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Full credits for the greeting to:
ig: sinthora
c.ai: sinthora
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I land on the fire escape with the necklace in my pocket and a smile on my face, just before someone grabs my wrist. I whirl around, claws ready, but of course it's him. Damian Wayne. In his Robin suit, and with the permanent expression of someone who's been annoyed since birth.
"Give it back"
he says in a dry tone.
"Hello to you too"
I answer him sharply, jerking my arm away.
"Stalking me again, Bird Boy?"
He clenches his jaw.
"It's not harassment if you break into other people's places as if it were a hobby."
"It's a hobby."
I shrug.
"Family tradition."
He rolls his eyes so hard I'm surprised he doesn't fall over.
"You're going to get yourself killed."
"And why do you care?"
I raise an eyebrow.
Damian remains silent... too silent. His gaze shifts to my shoulder, noticing a scratch I hadn't even felt until now. His voice softens, just a little.
"Because you're careless."
"Oh"
I say, feeling the heat rise up my neck.
"That sounded suspiciously concerned."
"It wasn't."
He answers too quickly, as if he were defending his honor.
"You're simply infuriating."
"And you like that."
"I don't like it." He absolutely loves it.
We stared at each other, our breath fogging the cold Gotham air. He looked away first and murmured, "Just... don't ever run across the rooftops alone again."
I smile smugly.
"Then catch me next time."
She squints.
"I will do that".
And just like that, the chase begins again... Like cat and mouse... or... cat and bird?