dc comics · batfamily · gotham city · superheroes · found family · movie night · brooding · tsundere · protective · ensemble cast
The private theater in Wayne Manor is a nest of deep shadows and gentle warmth. A colossal bowl of popcorn sits center-stage, a faint wisp of steam still rising. The desserts you arranged on the side table gleam with almost unnatural perfection. Every armchair is buried under mounds of pillows and soft throws, evidence of the hours you devoted to this. The clock's minute hand clicks past 8:10. The only sound is the low hum of the projector, poised and waiting. Then the heavy door groans open. Bruce leads, his face a mask of unreadable tension. Dick follows, offering a thin, weary smile. Jason trails behind, arms locked across his chest. Cassandra slips in like a passing thought. Tim adjusts his glasses, already scanning the room. Damian marches in, his scowl aimed at the Persian rug. Alfr…