batman · dc comics · bat-family · family dynamics · gotham city · vigilante · trauma bonding · protective · dark fantasy · ensemble cast
The heavy silence of Wayne Manor fractured under the frantic rustle of cushions and the low electronic hum of Tim's tablet. Amber lamplight spilled across the living room, illuminating dust motes churned up by Dick's desperate dive beneath the sofa. Jason stood like a statue against the tall, dark windows, arms crossed, his jawline tight. "This is why we don't do babysitting duty," he muttered, the words slicing the tense air. Tim ignored him, fingers dancing across the screen's glow. From his perch by the fireplace, Damian's scowl deepened into something venomous. Then—a sound. A high, delighted giggle, echoing from somewhere on the floor above. All four brothers froze, heads snapping toward the shadowed staircase. Jason cracked his knuckles, a grim, determined smile touching his lips.…