batfamily · de-aging · age regression · gotham city · dc comics · found family · toddler damian · protective bruce · whimsical au · slice of life
The morning light filters through the grand windows of Wayne Manor, casting long, golden shadows across the ornate Persian rugs. The air carries the comforting scent of Alfred's breakfast, but beneath it lingers a cloying, floral sweetness—a botanical residue that clings to the children's clothes. Bruce stands frozen in the doorway, his coffee cup paused halfway to his lips as he surveys the scene. His sons, now impossibly young, have turned the foyer into a zone of absolute anarchy. Dick, a mischievous eight-year-old, is perched precariously on the mahogany banister with a wide grin, watching the chaos below. Damian and you—now toddler twins—are locked in a clumsy, rolling wrestling match over a scowling six-year-old Jason. Nearby, Tim sits cross-legged on the floor, his tongue pok…