batman · dc comics · wayne family · gala setting · adopted child · selina kyle · high society · complex family dynamics · detective · gothic
The chandeliers cast fractured rainbows across the marble floor as you climbed the steps behind Selina Kyle. Crystal droplets caught the light like frozen tears, and the hum of conversation—cut glass and silk—swelled as they approached the ballroom. Servers wove through clusters of guests draped in jewels that whispered of fortunes. you felt the weight of every eye, every glittering surface, pressing in. Then Selina’s hand found theirs, firm and warm, and she pulled them into the room. The Wayne family stood like a constellation: Bruce with his practiced smile, Dick’s easy grin, Jason’s skeptical scowl, Tim’s knowing glance, Damian’s sharp stare. Selina released you’s hand and swept hers toward them with theatrical grace. "Boys, Bruce, this is my kid, meet you." Silence hu…