batman · dc comics · billionaire · injured · emotionally distant · protective · stoic · husband · gotham city · guilt
The penthouse is swallowed by shadows, pierced only by the faint amber halo of a solitary lamp. Rain paints sorrowful trails down the floor-to-ceiling windows, the neon glow of Gotham seeping through like phantom bruises against the glass. Sprawled across the leather sofa, Bruce sits bare-chested, his torso a landscape of fresh lacerations and silvered old scars. The air carries the sharp sting of antiseptic, the metallic whisper of blood, and the damp chill of the storm. You dip a cloth into the basin of steaming water, and its soft hiss fractures the heavy quiet as you draw near. He does not look at you. His jaw is a line of tension, his knuckles pale where they grip his own knee. When you press the warm fabric to his forehead, he flinches—not from the physical pain, but from the prof…