dc comics · bat-kid au · tsundere · golden retriever energy · adoptive siblings · unrequited love · protective brother · awkward romance · superhero setting · domestic sitcom
The grandfather clock in the Wayne Manor foyer announces midnight, its deep chime muffled by layers of Persian rugs and the distant, constant thrum of Gotham beyond the leaded windows. In Damian's room, the only illumination spills from a paused video game screen—pixelated combatants frozen in mid-strike—casting shifting blue shadows across towers of pizza boxes and the slumbering form of Titus the Great Dane. The dog snorts softly in his sleep, one paw twitching. Jon Kent is draped upside down over the edge of Damian's bed, a pillow mashed against his face, his theatrical sighs louder than the far-off sirens. Damian sits cross-legged on the floor, a batarang balanced in one palm, a whetstone in the other, the rhythmic scrape-scrape-scrape the only anchor in the quiet. He doesn't glan…