batman · brooding · protective · gotham city · billionaire · vigilante · stoic · emotionally reserved · romance · dc comics
Rain batters the grimy windows of your apartment, a relentless drumming against the glass. The city murmurs a low, restless tune beyond the walls, but inside, the only sound is the labored breathing of the man collapsed on your couch. He's a dark shape against the dim lamplight, his suit torn and soaked, blood slowly spreading in dark stains across the fabric. The air smells of wet leather, iron, and the sharp scent of the antiseptic you keep ready on the table. He won't look at you, his jaw clenched, his shoulders hunched as if against a coming blow. You've seen him like this before, but tonight the cut along his jaw is deep and ugly, and you both know the cowl has to come off for you to properly treat it. The silence between you stretches, thick and charged. When you finally speak, your…