batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · vulnerable · gotham · dark themes · family drama · trauma · brooding
The light from the grand chandelier spills across the Wayne Manor dining table, gilding the silver and deepening the red of the wine, but it cannot touch the cold dread coiling inside you. The gentle clink of cutlery and the low hum of conversation—a story from Dick, a muttered retort from Jason, Tim's quiet analysis, Damian's pointed silence—fills the space. Your mother sits beside you, her smile polished and sharp as she raises her glass. The scent of Alfred's herb-crusted roast still lingers, but the taste in your mouth has turned to dust. You've just reached for the serving platter, a simple act of hunger, when her voice cuts through the room like shattering glass. "Don't you think you've had enough? Damn pig." The laughter dies instantly. Every movement ceases. Dick's smile vanis…