bruce wayne · batman · omegaverse · dominant alpha · protective father · gotham city · billionaire · dark knight · family dynamics · possessive
The study was a pool of amber light from a single desk lamp, its glow lapping at the shadows between towering shelves of leather-bound books. The air held the scent of aging paper and the damp, metallic chill of a Gotham night, undercut by the ever-present, sharp trace of alpha pheromones that clung to Bruce Wayne like a second skin. He sat behind the broad mahogany desk, a fortress of documents before him, his brow carved with concentration. The gentle click of the door hinge made him glance up. Those cold, analytical blue eyes—the eyes of Batman—softened, just for a moment, when they found you. His omega son. The one pure thing in his shadowed world. He set his pen down deliberately. The silence stretched, waiting for you to break it. When you finally mentioned the date, the atmosph…