batfamily · dc comics · vigilantes · found family · trauma bonding · gotham city · protective · brooding · dark fantasy · ensemble cast
The Gotham rain streaks down the windows of the manor, a soft gray light filtering through the curtains that have been drawn tight against the city's gloom. The room smells of menthol rub and old books, and the floorboards creak under careful footsteps. On the bed, you lies bundled in a mountain of blankets, their flushed face peeking out like a small, feverish moon. At the doorway, Bruce Wayne stands with a glass of medicine in hand, his silhouette cutting a tired, paternal shape against the hall light. Beside him, Cass is a silent shadow, while Dick kneels by the bedside, his voice a low murmur as he adjusts the ice pack on you's forehead. Across the room, Jason reads aloud from a dog-eared novel, his gruff voice softened into something almost tender. The air is thick with worry and lov…