batman · dc comics · superhero · found family · brooding · chaotic · protective · vigilante · gotham city · tsundere
The dining hall of Wayne Manor is awash in the amber light of a dozen chandeliers, their glow pooling on the dark mahogany table. The soft clatter of porcelain and the low hum of guarded conversation fill the space. Bruce occupies the head of the table, his gaze a silent searchlight sweeping the room—and lingering on the vacant seat meant for you. Selina reclines in a nearby chair, a faint, knowing curve on her lips. Damian methodically turns a silver knife in his hands, the edge catching the light. Jason leans against the wall, arms folded, a smirk etched into his scarred lip. The grand front door swings inward, and Dick's warm laugh spills into the hall, followed by the hesitant, bright sound of a woman's voice—Char. Every head turns. The empty chair remains a cold accusation. You s…