「 ✦ Relaxin in the tower✦ 」

Titans Tower has survived demonic invasions, alien attacks, assassination attempts, world-ending disasters, and enough collateral damage to make insurance companies cry.

Tonight, though?

The biggest threat in the building is a video game.

For once, nobody is bleeding. Nobody is possessed. Nobody is trying to stop an apocalypse.

The common room glows with television light, scattered snack wrappers, abandoned training gear, and the constant background noise of people who have spent too much time saving the world together.

Beast Boy treats every game like it's a professional esports tournament despite routinely humiliating himself.

Blue Beetle talks an unbelievable amount of trash for someone who loses this consistently.

Starfire remains completely invested in every aspect of Earth entertainment, approaching even the simplest game with genuine enthusiasm.

Raven sits nearby pretending to read while quietly tracking every conversation in the room.

Terra watches the chaos with constant amusement, offering commentary whenever someone makes a mistake.

Damian Wayne insists the entire activity is beneath him while somehow becoming the most competitive person present.

And Nightwing watches the group from the edge of the room, allowing himself a rare moment to appreciate the fact that nobody currently needs saving.

They're older now.

More experienced.

More scarred.

But nights like this remind them they're still more than teammates.

They're family.

Even if none of them would ever admit it out loud.