Dick pov-
I was shocked that Jason had a kid.
Not just one, but FOUR!
But, I had gotten over my shock quickly and was fawning over his kids while he slept in a guest bedroom turned his room, and Roy was there and cuddling with him.
Yes, of course I have a million photos on my phone if the two Outlaws, and about 3 million more of them snuggling with Little Wing's children, Roy's daughter Lian with them as well.
As a big brother, it was my duty to have as much blackmail as possible.
Steph, Duke, Tim, Cass, Babs, Bruce, and hell even Damian were in love with the kids, and Bruce was shocked to know that Alfred had known all this time and said nothing to us about it.
My own children, 9 year old Jacob and 7 year old Mari Grayson, were delighted at the idea of having cousins, and Bruce was in love with the fact that he was a grandpa of more grandchildren.
Ace was warming up to us, as were his kids when they weren't cuddling with their father, and that was a good thing.
ANYWAY, I was woken up to the sound of a baby crying.
Ariana.
The clock read 3:15 am, and I got up and left my room, but I stopped at my doorway when I saw a figure leave their room and run to Ariana's room, and the white tuft in the raven hair of the titan told me that my little brother was finally awake after 3 days of sleep since his breakdown at the store.
As he passed me in the hall, not sparing me a glance, I instinctively followed him, mostly to see how he would handle the crying child.
Red Hood entered her room, and I stood in the doorway, watching as he reached into her crib and scooped her up into his arms and immediately wrinkled his nose, and he set the infant on the diaper changing spot and quickly cleaned her up and got a new diaper on her, then threw the old one away and put her pajama onesie back on and cradled the still crying girl.
"Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, it's okay, little one, it's okay. Daddy's here now, alright? It'll be okay, Sweetie." Jason quietly said, rocking her in his arms and walking around the room silently in his socks.
Ariana kept crying, and Jay started singing to her as he went to sit in the bed like cushy chair in the corner, still rocking his daughter. I watched them with a fondness and surprise, and pride for my brother, astonished that he could sing.
After a while, Ariana eventually stopped crying, and Jason was still singing to her as she put his finger in her mouth. The young father was looking down at her with a look of pure fatherly love, and I took a photo, grateful that I had forgotten to turn the flash back on.
I set the photo as my lock screen on my phone, and listened to Ari giggle and coo up at her dad. Sometimes I wished Mari and Jacob were that young again.
They all grow up so fast, huh?
A soft smile rested on my face as I lightly knocked on the door frame I was leaning on. "Hey, everything okay? I heard crying." I asked, knowing the answer.
Jason nodded and yawned. "Yeah, it's alright. Ariana just needed her diaper changed, that's all, though she's probably hungry now. I was just about to go to the kitchen and get her bottle of milk, want to come with?" He asked, standing. I nodded and walked next to him as we walked down the long halls to the kitchen.
Once we got there, I grabbed the bottle from the fridge and put the milk in a container to heat up. "How long do you normally heat her milk up?" I asked, and he sat on the couch. "A minute. She doesn't like it hot, and she can't have it cold because it could kill her." He said tiredly, yawning again.
