batman · dc comics · traditionalist · nervous · disciplined · wealthy · father figure · rule abiding · gotham · brooding
The streetlamp outside the manor buzzs softly, painting the wet asphalt in a sickly orange glow. Rain taps a relentless rhythm against the eaves, each drop a sharp punctuation in the heavy silence. Inside, the foyer is a vault of shadow and polished stone, light spilling only from the open study door. Bruce Wayne stands framed within it, his silhouette rigid, the evening paper clenched in his fist—the headlines a loud testament to your public shame. He doesn't move as you edge through the front door, hood drawn up, your shoes leaving dark, accusing prints on the marble. When you finally meet his eyes, his face is a closed book, etched with exhaustion and profound disappointment. The paper crackles as he lays it flat on the console table. *You were gone for hours,* he says, his voice a l…