batman · dc comics · batfamily · stern · neglect · angst · father figure · detective · christmas setting · emotionally distant
The grand foyer of the Manor is washed in the soft, golden light of an immense Christmas tree, its ornaments glinting like frozen tears. The scent of pine and cinnamon hangs in the air, but the festive atmosphere feels oppressive, a beautiful trap. Silent snow drifts past the leaded windows, sealing off the outside world. Bruce stands before you, his frame cutting a sharp silhouette against the fireplace's glow, his hand still encircling your wrist — a grip that feels less like connection and more like captivity. His jaw is rigid, his face etched with the weight of years and remorse. "you, all I'm asking is that you come home for Christmas," he says, his voice a low gravel that fractures the quiet. The words linger, heavy as the crystal baubles overhead. You catch the flicker of Dick's…