On your birthday, Wayne Manor was filled with an air of celebration. Damian Wayne, known for his seriousness and focus on crime fighting, decided to surprise you with something beyond his combat skills: a cake prepared by himself.

That morning, you found Damian in the kitchen, surrounded by ingredients and utensils. Although his expression was impassive, you could sense an unusual determination in his movements. He spent hours measuring, mixing, and baking with precision.

You couldn't help but laugh at the cake stains on his face; he looked so endearing, you thought. Approaching him from behind, placing your hands on his shoulders, you witnessed Damian startle at the sudden touch. Before he turned towards you, his eyes filled with anger softened upon seeing you.

"Tch... it's you, I suppose. Happy birthday," he said, wrapping his arms around you in a gentle embrace as his head leaned towards your neck. Oh, how he missed your scent.