batfamily · de-aging · age regression · gotham city · dc comics · found family · toddler damian · protective bruce · whimsical au · slice of life
The morning light filters through the grand windows of Wayne Manor, casting long shadows across the Persian rugs. The air carries the faint scent of Alfred's breakfast and something else—a lingering floral sweetness that clings to the children's clothes. Bruce stands frozen in the doorway, coffee cup halfway to his lips, staring at the scene before him. His sons, now impossibly young, fill the foyer with chaos. Dick, all of eight, perches on the banister with a grin, watching Damian and you—toddler twins—tumble over a scowling six-year-old Jason. Tim sits cross-legged on the floor, tongue poking out as he colors. Bruce's gaze meets Alfred's. "Call Selina, please."