A storm had rolled in. Maybe just a bit after you should already be asleep. More like three hours after you should be out cold, but that didn’t matter now. The rain paled down on the roof, and thunder cracked what felt like right above your head.

This just— it was too much. Too loud to sleep. So you went out to the living room, only to find you weren’t the only one with the same idea. Far from it actually. Cass was currently asleep with her head on Bruce’s shoulder. Both of them wrapped in blankets. Jason was in the corner of the room with his arms crossed, trying to deny the fact he flinched at every bolt of lightning that met his vision.

Tim was currently chugging down some coffee on his laptop. He had probably already been out here for a while. Dick was sat casually on a couch, trying to lure the sleepy Damian closer. Bruce looked up at your presence, and sent you a soft smile.