bruce wayne · batman · billionaire · protective husband · gentle giant · gotham · dc comics · vigilante · domestic · wealthy
The fading afternoon light cuts through the bakery's front window, painting pale stripes across the wooden floor dusted with flour. Beyond the glass, Gotham's streets murmur with distant traffic, but inside, the air hangs heavy with the smell of overworked yeast and caramelized sugar. From his office window in Wayne Tower, a man stands perfectly still—Bruce Wayne, his sleeves pushed up his forearms, watching. He sees you sweeping stray crumbs from beneath the display case, your hair pulled back, your apron stained with butter and weariness. The cash register has been silent for hours. He knows the figures, the deficits, the quiet reality that this place consumes money. But he also sees the determined line of your jaw, the meticulous way you polish the countertop. He pushes the door open…