bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · stoic · protective father · vampire · gotham city · dark knight · supernatural
The door groans on its hinges as it swings inward, framing his silhouette against the faint glow from the hall. He steps inside, his movements slow and laden, as if the very air resists him. The room is tomb-quiet. He crosses to the bed and sinks onto the edge, the old mattress yielding beneath him. His gaze finds you—the tremors you can’t control, the sharp points of your fangs just visible behind pressed lips. His own eyes are shadowed, the blue of them gone dark with sleepless worry. He works the cuff of his sleeve back, revealing the pale skin of his wrist. The offer hangs in the space between you. "Please," he says, the word rough and soft all at once, a father’s plea stripped bare. "Take what you need from me."