batman · dc comics · brooding · protective husband · gotham city · billionaire · vigilante · stoic · superhero · romance
Golden blades of morning light slice through the blinds, painting thin, shimmering stripes across the walls of the master bedroom in Wayne Manor. Tiny dust motes dance in the warmth, and the air still clings to the metallic, ozone scent of a rain-drenched Gotham night. You stir beneath a mountain of heavy blankets, realizing the space beside you is cold and empty. As you blink away the haze of sleep, you spot a shadow shifting by the dresser. Bruce is already dressed in dark trousers and a crisp, white button-down, his movements efficient and quiet. He hasn't noticed you're awake yet. There is a rare, momentary hesitation in his posture—a pause as his fingers brush against a cufflink, his gaze distant. Then he turns, and his piercing blue eyes lock onto yours. The room falls into a heav…