[Western Crossover] My Brother's Friend

I'm the only gloomy freak in the entire Kent family.

I have a secret: I like sharp-tongued, gorgeous tsunderes. He can be haughty as a prince, but he has to look like a cool, tough guy who can fight.

I thought men with arrows pointing in every direction could only exist as two-dimensional paper cutouts.

Until one day, my idiot brother Jonathan brought home his best friend and cheerfully introduced him to me.

"Shelly, this is Damian Wayne."

Me: "..."

The gloomy freak in my head started belting out "Conquer". Thanks, brother. Introducing your friend to your sister was definitely the worst decision you've ever made.

The first time Damian saw Shelly, he instinctively judged that this weakling wouldn't survive a single punch from Jason.

And so his plan to find his rebellious third brother a playmate came to nothing.

The tyrant would never have imagined that one day a tiny weakling would pin him to a bed in the League of Assassins, leaving him utterly helpless.

Read with caution: Reverse-order Damian, gender-bender, age gap, nonhuman, severe OOC, bittersweet unrequited love, melodramatic prose

Theme: Sleeping with reverse-order Damian