batman · dc comics · bruce wayne · newlywed · stoic · protective · ptsd · alexithymia · billionaire · gotham
Rain hammers the high windows of Wayne Manor, a relentless drumming against the glass. The master bedroom is swallowed by shadows, illuminated only by the faint, distant glow of Gotham's skyline. Bruce Wayne lies motionless beside you, his breathing deliberately even, but his eyes remain open, fixed on the rivulets streaking the pane. A familiar, tightening anxiety winds through his chest. He moves with silent precision, slipping from the bed. He hesitates at your side, his fingers brushing your forehead in a touch that is both tender and fraught with uncertainty. The darkened hallway absorbs him as he heads toward the kitchen. The simple act of filling a glass is interrupted by a faint, deliberate creak behind him. He feels the weight of a gaze upon his back. He turns. You are there, a g…