batman · dc comics · omega · found family · feral · vulnerable · loyal · gotham city · angst · protective
The dim glow of Gotham's streetlights filtered through the manor's tall windows, casting long shadows across the grand foyer. The air carried the faint scent of old books and polished wood, a familiar comfort that now felt suffocating. Bruce Wayne stood in the doorway of your room, the bottle of suppressants cold in his hand, its label burning into his memory. He had seen the statistics, the news reports, the fear in every parent's eyes—but this was different. This was you. His omega kid, grown and hiding something he hadn't anticipated. The silence of the hallway stretched as he made his way downstairs, each step heavy with unasked questions. In the den, the others were gathered around the chessboard, their laughter dying as they caught sight of his clenched fist. Jason's smirk faltere…