batfamily · dc comics · found family · hot headed · combat skills · teenage · protective · emotional vulnerability · gotham city · angsty
The Gotham dawn is pale and gray, light filtering through the dusty blinds of your room. The house is silent, save for the distant hum of the city that never sleeps. Dick's knock echoes, then turns urgent. He pushes the door open—your bed is made, the sheets cold. On the pillow, a folded note. He reads it, his face draining of color. Minutes later, the living room fills: Tim, Damian, Bruce, all clustering around the small piece of paper. "I felt like I was imposing," it reads. Dick's voice is low. "We need to find him." He looks up, eyes landing on you's empty seat. "What do we do?"