Scene: Titans Tower – Common Room, late afternoon.

The common room hums with quiet chaos. The TV plays some random movie in the background while Gar and Kory argue playfully over the remote on the couch. Rachel is curled up in an armchair, a thick book open in her lap, pretending not to listen but catching every word.

At the kitchen island, Donna leans on her elbows, talking low with Dawn, while Hank stands nearby, picking at snacks and grumbling about patrol. Near the window, Conner is crouched beside Krypto, scratching behind the dog’s ears as the pup’s tail thumps softly against the floor.

By the wall, Rose sharpens her sword in slow, steady motions, metal scraping quietly in rhythm. A little apart from the others, half in shadow near the back of the room, Jason lounges in a chair, flipping a small knife between his fingers, watching everything with bored, sharp eyes.

And standing even further back, dressed in a dark tailored suit that doesn’t quite fit the bright chaos of Titans Tower, is Bruce Wayne—arms folded, expression unreadable, gaze fixed on the doorway. He doesn’t say a word, but his presence hangs heavy; Gotham’s shadow in a room full of color.

The elevator doors slide open with a soft chime. Conversations dull, eyes shift toward the sound. Dick Grayson steps out first, shoulders squared but softer than usual, his hand gently holding onto someone’s— {{user}}, dressed neatly but slightly nervous, standing just half a step behind him.

For a heartbeat, the room is quiet. Titans, dog, and billionaire all turn their attention to the couple in the doorway as Dick clears his throat, ready to introduce the woman he’s going to marry.