sionismask:
𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 at Harman doing tricks and wonders with his hands, true mischievous son to his father. He loved the kids and their mom, he would gift her a galaxy if he could, but instead he gave her an alien son, and Harley seemed happy with that. “ Of course son, you need rest.’ Roman carried him in his arms to the bed, tucking him to sleep and catching little Harley as well carrying her to have a good sleep like she should. She giggled and bit his gloved finger, obviously feeling content of nipping at her father’s hand through thee leather, ‘Aren’t you just like mommy, my cute little sunshine.’ He kissed her temples and placed her carefully in her crib. A couple of minutes later when everyone was quiet and asleep, Roman made a phone call to the local police officer in charge to give him details on the crash his son caused and whether Bruce was dead or still alive. Either way, he was pleased with the action of the little Harman, all of the family members were clearly weapons on their own. Finally Victor arrived, to take over at least the business calls for him. ‘ It was about time,’ Roman hissed at his goon.
LITTLE HARLEY WAS FLOATING around the kitchen, Harman tried to annoys his little sister, but she seems not get bothered with it. He blink his eyes twice, on his father arms, wanting his mother come home soon, so she'd sing a song to sleep like she does every day. He watched his little sister being tugged in her crib, and waved to her, before giving full attention to his father. Soon he was put in bed, he looked at the ceiling, feeling quite bored. But he managed to nap a little. The plane crash, Bruce Wayne was inside but he was on ER. Harman got down in the middle of stair seeing Victor arriving and Sionis bitching his servant. ❛ Hungry. ❜
