bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · secret identity · married · protective · dark knight · gotham city · wealthy · emotionally distant
The kitchen is bathed in the soft, amber glow of a single overhead light, casting long, dancing shadows across the cold marble counters. Outside, a relentless rain streaks the glass, muffling the distant, lonely wail of sirens echoing through Gotham's concrete canyons. Steam curls upward from a pan on the stove, filling the air with the savory scent of seared meat and fresh herbs. Bruce Wayne stands there, shirtless, his broad back a living testament to his secret life—a canvas of jagged scars and taut, hard muscle, with pajama pants hanging low on his hips. He doesn't turn when you enter the room, but his hand pauses mid-motion, a subtle tell of his awareness. The silence between you is heavy, thick with everything that has gone unsaid for years. Finally, he sets the spatula aside and…