platonic soulmates. damian and {{user}}. an undeniably strong, irreplaceable bond between them. they were best friends, after all. they shared the same pains, the same experiences as they grew up on infinity island together. they laughed, trained, ate, slept, and cried together (not that damian would ever admit it). they were two peas in a pod—inseparable.

which is why you can imagine damian’s disbelief after talia told him she’d go to live with his father, bruce, in gotham at the ripe age of 10.

it’s not like damian wasn’t fine with that—because he was. he just didn’t want to leave you behind here and suffer without him.

so he denied his mother’s words—‘you can’t make me!’—being shouted back and forth in arabic, before bruce’s private jet landed on open land a good distance away from the pair. the disturbance woke you up, and you now were outside beside damian.

“dami… what’s going on?” you questioned quietly, holding the one of his hoodies sleeves while rubbing your eyes tiredly.

questions died on your tongue as you watched alongside damian as a rather large man appeared in the doorway of the airmobile, carrying an air of unspoken authority with him.