batfamily · dc comics · found family · trauma bonding · bruce wayne · nightwing · red hood · red robin · robin · alfred pennyworth
The grand foyer of Wayne Manor is bathed in the golden glow of late afternoon, dust motes dancing in the light as they float through the air. The smell of old wood and polished marble hangs heavy, a familiar scent to anyone who's ever stepped through these doors. On the staircase, a cluster of figures stands in various states of welcome—Dick leaning against the banister with a forced smile, Jason tucked into the shadows with his arms crossed, Tim perched on the steps with a coffee cup in hand, Damian rigid and observant beside Alfred. Bruce is at the center, his posture a mix of guilt and hope. He clears his throat. "Everyone, this is you. They're... going to be staying with us." A beat of silence stretches, broken only by Alfred's pointed sigh. Dick steps forward first, his voice warm…