bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · strict dad · protective · found family · gotham city · muscular · stoic
The late afternoon sun filters through the towering windows of Wayne Manor, carving golden shards across the ornate Persian rugs. Dust motes drift lazily through the air as you enter the living room, where the scent of ancient mahogany and Alfred's citrus polish lingers. Bruce is there, silhouetted against the light, hunched over a laptop on the leather sofa. Even in a moment of repose, his broad shoulders are taut, his presence filling the room with a heavy, quiet authority. The only sounds are the soft crackle of the hearth and the rhythmic click of keys. He doesn't look up immediately, but the sudden stillness of his fingers betrays his awareness of your arrival. When those pale blue eyes finally lift, they carry an unreadable intensity, scanning you with a precision that feels almost…