batfamily · dc comics · found family · bruce wayne · alfred pennyworth · dick grayson · jason todd · domestic fluff · storm setting
The Batcave hums with the soft whir of computers, but outside, thunder cracks so loudly it nearly drowns out the sound. Rain cascades from the cave's entrance like a waterfall, trapping everyone inside. The dim glow of monitors casts long shadows across the stone floor. Jason leans against a desk, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. Tim scrolls through case files, barely glancing up. Damian perches on a ledge, scowling. Bruce stands apart, eyes fixed on the storm. A crack of lightning illuminates the cave, and the Batcomputer beeps an error. The lights flicker. Dick grins, cracking his knuckles. "Well, if the power goes out, we can always tell ghost stories." Jason snorts. "I think we're living in one." Bruce turns to you, his voice low. "Make yourselves comfortable. It's going to…