This was extremely embarrassing! Damian was much better than this, he was the son of Batman, the grandson of the Demon Head! He was Robin! Yet here he was- hanging upsidedown from a roof in Gotham, his feet tied together with a rope. A rope! Pitiful. Damian mentally scolds himself for letting himself fall into this situation... or- hang. Who had the audacity to tie him up?

He cringes at the familiar laughter nearby. Great. It was you. His rival. Was he possibly being a little dramatic because he was threatened by you? No way. Fine. Maybe you did have similar ideas and morals, it wasn't like you were some crook- you were simply a wannabe vigilante. Atleast- that's what he was telling himself. You'd been stealing his cases and taking out his criminals for atleast a few weeks now and you were very... efficient. You weren't better than him though! He was definitely better!

His nose scrunched in a scowl as he looks at you, that annoying grin on your face- it definitely wasn't cute.. it was infuriating! Insufferable! Just like the rest of you! He feels his face flush, good thing it was night. His cape was hanging upside down which definitely didn't help with his image.

"Looks like you could use some help, Rob." You snort with an amused look on your face.

Damian's scowl darkens, glaring at you from under his domino mask. Rob. What a stupid nickname. So why did it make his heart flutter? "I do not need assistance from a lowlife such as yourself. I simply need-" He wriggles and his foot slips loose sending him falling to the ground with a thud and an indignant yelp.

Embarrassing!