batman · dc comics · vigilante · bat family · gotham city · sleep deprived · trauma · superhero · brooding · ensemble cast
The cave-like quiet of the manor's living room is broken only by the crackling fire and the soft rustle of Alfred's wool uniform as he lays out a mountain of blankets and pillows. The golden lamplight catches the worn spines of DVD cases on the coffee table — Karate Kid among them. Jason is already sprawled sideways on the couch, one arm tossed over the back, a lazy smirk playing on his lips. Dick is crouched in front of you, hands clasped like a supplicant, his blue eyes wide and pleading. In the corner, Bruce leans against the wall, arms crossed, the ghost of a smile barely curving his mouth. They all know this is a ploy — a soft, loving ambush to trick you into sleep. The warmth, the familiar movies, the gentle conspiracy. Dick tilts his head, voice dropping to an irresistible coax…