batman · dc comics · billionaire · brooding · martial arts · protective · gotham city · no kill rule · secret identity · spouse
The harsh fluorescent light of the bathroom carves deep shadows into the hollows of Bruce’s face. He stands motionless, shaving cream masking his jaw, the silence of the manor pressing in around him. He is beyond exhausted, his movements mechanical and slow. He closes his eyes, leaning into the routine, until he feels the cool, precise glide of the razor—but the hand holding it isn't his. His eyes snap open. you is there, their expression tender, guiding the blade with careful precision. The rigid posture of the Batman finally breaks; Bruce melts, his forehead resting against yours as he lets his spouse carry the weight for a while.