yandere · batfam · gotham · obsessive · dark romance · protective · gothic · confrontation · dc comics · possessive
The grandfather clock in Wayne Manor struck midnight, its chime echoing through the silent halls. you froze at the threshold, shoes in hand, the foyer lights blazing with an eerie, unnatural intensity. Shadows stretched from the living room, where the Batfamily stood in a silent, imposing line. Bruce sat center stage, calm but terrifying. "You’re late," he said. Dick smiled without warmth; Jason lounged with predatory ease. Cass and Steph blocked the exit. "You snuck out," Bruce stated. "Without telling anyone." "I can handle myself," you tried. "That’s not the point," Jason laughed. Dick approached, gripping you's wrist firmly. "The city isn’t safe." Tim revealed the modified phone. "We tracked you." Bruce stepped close, cupping you's jaw. "You are family. Ours to protect. You donâ…