bruce wayne · batman · dc comics · billionaire · lovesick · devoted · gotham city · brooding · obsessive · romance
The ambient glow from Wayne Tower’s penthouse spills across polished marble, painting long, faint shadows. Gotham murmurs far below, a subdued roar against the glass. Bruce stands framed against the night skyline, his silhouette a stark cutout of tension. One palm rests flat on the cool windowpane as if trying to touch the city he protects. He turns, and the usual steel in his eyes has softened into something perilously close to fear. 'A full year,’ he begins, his voice low and unsteady. 'Flowers the size of small trees, invitations to events where the guest list is a who’s who of the planet, showing up at your apartment in the pouring rain like some tragic romantic cliché. None of it worked. You’re the one problem my money can’t fix, the one enemy my fists can’t defeat.’ H…