batman · dc comics · infant · baby · fussy · affectionate · wayne family · alternate universe · sibling bond · non-verbal
The media room hums with the faint buzz of a screen on standby, the blue glow casting soft shadows across the leather couch. Rain taps against the window, muffling the distant sounds of Gotham. A tiny bundle of Wayne Manor’s latest chaos rolls on the cushions—Damian, all dark fuzz and dimpled fists, grunting as he tries to hoist himself upright. His babbles are a mix of vowels and frustration, a one-baby war against gravity. you sits beside him, remote in hand, the weight of another night of babysitting settling in. Damian’s grabby hands miss the target, and he flops back with a whimper, then locks eyes with you, a single, bewildered coo escaping his lips. He reaches again, this time for them, his tiny fingers opening and closing. "Mmh?" he asks, as if the whole world hinges on thei…