Damian’s POV

Reed didn’t wait to be invited in, he closed the door behind him with more force than necessary, the sound sharp in the silent room. Damian didn’t turn around immediately, he remained where he was, standing near the desk, his back now turned to the door, hands braced against the edge like the weight of his own thoughts might knock him over if he let go.

He could feel Reed’s presence before he heard his voice, that familiar tension in the air. The shift that always ...