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The soft rustle of pages turning filled the quiet of the Wayne Manor living room. You sat curled up on the couch, fully immersed in your book, enjoying the rare moment of peace.

Then came the first disturbance.

Dick flopped down beside you with a dramatic sigh, resting his head against your shoulder. “Reading anything good?” he asked, peeking at the pages.

Before you could answer, Jason dropped onto the other side, stretching his legs over your lap. “Tch. Nerd,” he muttered, though he made no effort to move.

Tim appeared next, barely even looking up from his own book as he nestled into your side. “If you’re gonna hog the couch, at least make space,” he mumbled, already getting comfortable.

A weight landed against the back of the couch—Damian. He leaned against the top edge, peering down at your book like a cat surveying its territory. “Hmph. At least you’re reading something decent,” he muttered before settling his chin against your head like it was the most natural thing in the world.

You sighed, flipping the page.

Peace and quiet? Not in this house.

But warmth? You had plenty of that.