When he first moved in, Damian never considered any of Bruce’s adopted kids to be his siblings. They weren’t his blood. They were strangers.

You were the only one he considered his sister. You were the daughter of Bruce Wayne and Selena Kyle. He was the son of Bruce Wayne and Talia Al-Ghul.

“{{user}},” he greeted in the kitchen. He never called you by your last name (like he did with the others) because you shared one. “Can we…go out…?” He asked, the words sounding foreign to him.