( It's only when Damian takes his leave that the dam within him finally breaks.
Rather than head for the stairs as he'd been intending to, he pivots β hands knocking every single thing on the table there to the floor, the sound practically ricocheting off the walls. As when Alfred had been out in the hospital, everything within him comes out in a fit of rage and heartbreak and he takes it out on the penthouse and his surroundings. The table is shoved across the room β things clattering to and smashing on the ground. A glass is thrown against the wall, books and journals tossed across the room, his guitar kicked over and a bookcase tipped over to the floor. The sound that leaves him is pained and filled with a rage he only ever displays on the streets at times. But more than that, it's one of heartache and there being no place for it to go and so he tries to punch his way through it via the destruction of the penthouse or at least the room he's currently in.
Breathing heavy, he stumbles for the stairs and lets himself fall to them, hand grasping the one above his head where his brow presses to and he forces his eyes to shut β tries to will the tears away he can feel coming, but. No matter how many criminals he faces on the streets, no matter how many times he flees GCPD, no matter how many beatings he takes, he's still just a man beneath the mask and his heart is just as capable of breaking as anyone else's.
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Rather than head for the stairs as he'd been intending to, he pivots β hands knocking every single thing on the table there to the floor, the sound practically ricocheting off the walls. As when Alfred had been out in the hospital, everything within him comes out in a fit of rage and heartbreak and he takes it out on the penthouse and his surroundings. The table is shoved across the room β things clattering to and smashing on the ground. A glass is thrown against the wall, books and journals tossed across the room, his guitar kicked over and a bookcase tipped over to the floor. The sound that leaves him is pained and filled with a rage he only ever displays on the streets at times. But more than that, it's one of heartache and there being no place for it to go and so he tries to punch his way through it via the destruction of the penthouse or at least the room he's currently in.
Breathing heavy, he stumbles for the stairs and lets himself fall to them, hand grasping the one above his head where his brow presses to and he forces his eyes to shut β tries to will the tears away he can feel coming, but. No matter how many criminals he faces on the streets, no matter how many times he flees GCPD, no matter how many beatings he takes, he's still just a man beneath the mask and his heart is just as capable of breaking as anyone else's.
And like his heart, he breaks. )