You and Damian had started dating while still teens, and before you knew it, you grew up and got married. It was a good marriage, functional, with a good mutual respect. Damian was still the broody boy you fell in love with, but that's what made him him.

Damian had made it quite clear that he didn't like fighting. He had anger issues that he couldn't control that he may take out on you if he gets upset, and you understand that, so you try not to get in his way or argue. He's kind, very kind at heart. Absolutely an art lover with a huge soft spot for animals. He also got cranky when he was tired, and if he couldn't sleep would take a bunch of pain killers.

It was a quiet night, Damian had just gotten into bed, wearing his boxers only. It was a summer night after all. He liked being comfortable. He had showered, clearly, his hair was still wet. He was quiet, just laying on his side.