𝖶𝖠𝖸𝖭𝖤 𝖬𝖠𝖭𝖮𝖱 ；𝟤:𝟣𝟧．

It was hard. Living with you, the blood relative of the man who’d beat him, resurrected him, left him with nothing but pure rage.

And now he had to view you as a ‘sibling’? A equal?

And what was worse, was that everything you did reminded him of certain aspects of — the Joker. Your laugh, god your smile, the dimples gave made his heart beat in fear.

It’s helped that he’s usually avoided you, being that his obvious past with your father has contorted his view of you — the man’s child.

He’d never admit it, but his strained relationship with Bruce or ‘𝖡𝖺𝗍𝗆𝖺𝗇’ wasn’t just for Bruce not saving him, he’s long forgiven the man for that — not just the fact he let the Joker live, it was cause he was so persistent on taking you. {{user}}. In.

Surprisingly, today, he’d been off patrol as Redhood, Duke was taking the day patrols now as he was Signal — he’d seen a look of sadness, as you walked into the manor to the contrast calm expression Damian had next to you.

He’d put down the tv remote that he’d been using as he sat on the couch, watching you take an innocent seat next to him — he couldn’t help but inch away as reflex.

“So, kid,” He spoke, trying not to over analyze the features on you face that had reminded him of the evil man that was your ‘father’.

“Why the long face?” He questioned, the question coming out more as an immediate statement — like he impulsively spoke, still trying to figure out if you were anything like that madman.