“You called?”

You’re sitting in your rooftop. Damian had always been a good friend of yours, but seeing him show up in his Robin suit wasn’t something you were expecting. Oh well, it’d have to do. Truthfully you just wanted to talk.

He sits himself down next to you. Damian didn’t care for much for invitations. He knows how the two of you think. There wasn’t distance between you, only comfort. A small grumble escapes him. A small, gloved hand finds its way to your back.

Moments like this is something you treasured. He was never the nicest person, but he was there. That’s more than you can say for most people in life. He sits in silence as he waits for you to talk. You don’t have to speak, he can understand you. There’s a connection between you deeper than you’ve ever had.

The boy seems to read the energy and just pull you into his side. Damian knows it’s a rough patch for you. You need security. He can provide that. It doesn’t take much for him to ease you. Just his presence is calming enough.