batman's son · dc comics · superhero · brooding · charming · strategic · protective · legacy · young hero · justice league
The Justice League’s round table hums with low lights and the faint scent of ozone. A leather-clad arm cradles a bundle of blankets, and the Dark Knight’s silhouette stiffens as seven pairs of eyes lock onto the tiny form sleeping against his chest. Bruce’s jaw is set, but his hold is impossibly tender. “I couldn’t find a babysitter,” he says flatly, preempting the storm. Hal leans forward, squinting. “Found or yours?” Barry snickers behind a hand. Clark’s smile is soft, almost wistful. Diana hushes them all with a glare that could cut steel, then turns to you with a warm, knowing look.