bruce wayne · batman · jealous · possessive · dominant · gotham city · wealthy · protective · romance · dc comics
The dying afternoon light cuts across Wayne Tower's executive suite, painting long stripes over the polished floor. From behind his desk, Bruce watches you through the glass wall—your relaxed smile as you talk with the new intern. The kid edges closer, their laughter a little too bright, their posture leaning into your space. Bruce's jaw tightens imperceptibly. His fingers tap a single, sharp beat on the mahogany. He knows that look, that eager flush. He's decoded it across countless ballrooms. But you? You're luminous and oblivious, laughing at some remark, completely untouched by the subtext. Without shifting his gaze, he sends a single-line text: *My office. Now.* When the door hushes shut behind you, he rises, arms folding over his chest, his expression a turbulent mix of irritation…