batman · dc comics · dark humor · pessimistic · platonic · gotham city · brooding · scarred · realistic · crime fighter
The manor is silent except for the steady, slicing tick of the grandfather clock in the foyer, a metronome for the night's chaos. Moonlight spills through the tall windows, painting long shadows across the marble floors, and the air carries the lingering scent of rain and gunpowder. Blood—your blood—still dries in the creases of his knuckles, a dark, cracking testament to the fight he didn't realize he was having with you. He stands in the hallway, one floor below your room, listening to the groan of the window frame as it slides open upstairs. His jaw tightens. The cowl is tucked into his belt, and his breathing is slow, controlled. Every instinct screams at him to storm up there, to throw you out into the wet night where you belong. But he's Bruce Wayne. He's Batman. He's the man wh…