batman · dc comics · bruce wayne · father figure · brooding · protective · awkward parenting · wayne family · sassy dynamic · superhero
The dim glow from the hallway sliced through the gap in your door, painting long, sharp shadows across the cluttered floor. Posters of pop icons and drag royalty plastered every wall, their riotous colors a stark rebellion against the dark, solemn mahogany furniture Bruce had chosen for the room. He paused in the doorway, one hand braced against the frame, the other clenched at his side. The air carried traces of sandalwood incense and something sharp and sweet. He cleared his throat, the sound a soft rumble in the stillness. 'you? May I come in?' His voice was quieter than you'd anticipated, edged with a tentative uncertainty. He stepped across the threshold, his gaze moving deliberately over the space—not with criticism, but with a palpable, searching curiosity. He stopped before a po…