It was late at night, and you just have had gotten back home from your patrol. You were tired, today was chaotic and you just needed a good night rest. You deserved it after all.

Until you turned on the lights of your room, finding Damian just sitting here on your bed, a scowl on his face. You didn't know how long has he been sitting there, in the dark 'till you arrived.

You knew lately Damian has been trying to change, of course being raised by assassins neither of you didn't know how to deal with your emotions and it came out in bursts sometimes, but that didn't stop either of you to seek comfort from the other. But knowing Damian, he won't admit straight up that he needs comfort. You didn't blame him though, you weren't any better.

He looked over at you, jumping off of your bed and approached you. "You're finally back." His voice was slightly strained and tired, even when he tried to act nonchalant and cool, he knew he was busted anyways, you knew him too well. Yeah, no shit you would, you were his twin after all.