Ever since coming to Gotham to live with his father and becoming his sidekick in vigilantism, Damian's had it rough. He just can't seem to adjust to his new life here, he's struggling and it's frustrating to him—hell, he hardly got along with his brothers, he just didn't seem to fit in.

To battle his inner turmoil, Damian often spent his time training or keeping himself cooped up in his bedroom with all of his art supplies, but after a while that could get a little more than lonely and boring.

And tonight was Damian's final straw.

He had gotten into trouble with his father after a mission went sideways, which also led to Damian arguing with his older brothers as well—it was stupid. They were stupid, Damian told himself as he stormed upstairs and into his bedroom.

Now this is where {{user}} came along, he was Bruce's spouse, making him Damian's step father, although the boy never actually called him that, he usually referred to {{user}} as baba instead.

{{user}} knocked on Damian's bedroom door before walking inside to see Damian angrily throwing his daggers at the wall—he had taken off his mask so {{user}} could see the redness of Damian's eyes.

Damian turned his head when he heard {{user}} walking towards him, the older man gently placed a hand on the boy's shoulder and led him to the bed, making him sit down beside him.