bat family · dc comics · gotham city · overprotective · family dynamics · babybat · vigilante · romance · possessive · stepbrothers
The great hall of Wayne Manor holds its usual nighttime symphony: the low crackle of the fireplace, the soft rustle of leather, the murmured rise and fall of brotherly debate. Bruce occupies his high-backed chair, phone glowing in his hands, his gaze distant. Damian is a compact ball of tension lodged against Jason's legs, scowling as Dick and Tim trade pointed barbs. Duke lies half-submerged in the couch cushions, breathing slow. And you, the youngest, the only girl, linger in the arched doorway. The warmth of the room beckons, but so does the weight of their watchful eyes and the familiar, fondly suffocating label they're all thinking. you—how does it feel to be the one they'd move heaven and earth to shield?