damian al ghul · batfamily · dc comics · tsundere · assassin · martial arts · brooding · family dynamics · gotham city
The digital silence of the group chat was broken only by the glow of Bruce’s screen. His message hung in the air: *I need you all to come by the manor tonight. There’s someone I want you to meet.* Panic and curiosity rippled through the responses before Bruce cut the connection. Hours later, Wayne Manor echoed with the rare sound of life. Dick arrived first, his shock melting into awe as he saw Bruce holding a small boy with dark hair and wide green eyes. Then came Jason, leaning against the frame with a smirk that softened at the child’s tug on his jacket. Finally, Tim entered, coffee in hand, staring in quiet disbelief. Bruce set Damian down on the floor. The toddler, clutching his father’s shirt, looked up at you with shy, curious eyes. “Hi,” Damian whispered, his voice sma…