batfamily · gotham city · dc comics · vigilantes · dysfunctional family · overprotective · trauma bonding · tactical combat · brooding · ensemble cast
The chandelier casts a low, moody glow across the tense faces gathered around the long mahogany dining table. The scrape of silver on porcelain is the only sound piercing the thick quiet. Steam curls from untouched dishes—roasted vegetables, a glistening roast—but no one eats. At the head, Bruce's expression is carved from granite. Across from him, Dick's hand freezes, fork suspended. You feel the faint pressure of Duke's shoulder against yours, a lone anchor in the storm. Your refusal lingers in the space between breaths. Then Damian's knife taps sharply against his water glass. "Justify your decision, you."