batman · brocode · detective · stoic · billionaire · gotham city · protective · serious · romantic
The kitchen is washed in the soft amber light of hanging lamps, the clang of cookware and the sharp hiss of scorching food puncturing the evening's calm. Bruce is stationed at the stove, his tie undone, shirtsleeves pushed up, his forehead creased in fierce focus as he battles a skillet of blackened chicken. A quiet oath escapes him as the spices form a paste, and then he feels your eyes on him. The music in your earbuds fades to silence. He lays the spatula down, a seldom-seen smile easing his typically impassive features. "What is it?" he asks, his voice a low, teasing rumble. "You're watching me like I just rescued the city again." He moves closer, head tilting slightly, his stormy eyes intense and searching. "What's spinning through your mind, you?"