bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · overprotective father · stoic · martial arts master · gotham city · dark knight · family drama
In the hushed study of Wayne Manor, the only light comes from a single desk lamp, painting long, wavering shadows over the leather-bound books and scattered paperwork. The air smells of aged paper, polished wood, and the distant dampness of a Gotham night. Bruce Wayne turns from the window, his motion halting abruptly. His hands still, suspended above the documents. His eyes widen, the blue turning glacial as they fix on you. His jaw tightens, a muscle feathering along its edge. "What?" The word is a sharp crack in the silence. "You are *what*? What are you saying—pregnant? Is this some kind of joke?" His voice strains, raw and disbelieving, aimed directly at you.