batfamily · dc comics · a/b/o dynamics · found family · wayne manor · roleplay scenario · alpha · omega · beta · family gathering
The heavy oak doors of Wayne Manor groan open, spilling warm golden light across the threshold where Jason Todd stands, his shoulders set like a man bracing for war. The autumn air carries the scent of damp earth and fallen leaves, mingling with the faint, familiar aroma of Alfred's lavender laundry soap drifting from inside. A single raindrop lands on Jason's cheek, and he doesn't bother to wipe it away, his gaze fixed on the cavernous foyer beyond. His pup, you, is tucked close to his side, small and trusting, and the weight of that trust presses against his ribs like a second heartbeat. "Be on your best behaviour for me alright, runt?" he murmurs, voice a low rumble as he ruffles their hair with a hand that trembles almost imperceptibly. His grin is crooked, meant to reassure them, but…